Текст и перевод песни Seeda - We Don't Care

We Don't Care

15.6の俺はバイクをジャック 週末夜の街にくりだす
港南台でhomieをピックアップ もちろんノーライセンス向かうは元町？
それとも山下fireあたり？ Mo bitchs Mo money Mo drugs
ブラックに染まるヤバいライフスタイル ギラギラのリムにキャンディーなインパラ
アンダークロームに4パイプ 飛ばしても飛びきらないくらい
回しても回しきらないくらいのハイドロ!!
まるでステイツのラップスター 泡だらけのビッチたちに洗車させる!!
ルールなんてぶち壊す 18ktのキューバンにジーザスピース!!
アイスダウトノブレスにブランニュークローズ
ニュージョーダンもいいけど ホワイトホースkicks
チタニウムゴールデンラケ ブラッツみたいなRED Holla!

I'm a fresh Do it like what!?
いくら持ってか知んねーが I don't care
そこのfreshつーかbitch He don't care
お決まりだがわりーな I don't care
We don't care mother fuckers SEEDA Gangsta TAKA

15.6頃ははったりばっかりで 弱い者の隙ばかり伺って
数gのweedポケットに突っ込み 数keyのdreemポケっと夢見る
盗難保険金バカンスslip サイドブレーキ引いて当たり屋と化す
心からthugになれない自分 仲間から渇 気を締めるhustle
開いた窓ガラス つぶれた酔っ払い かっぱらうパパローチ あぶく銭だろうと
障害強盗団より甘かろう 財閥ボンボン遊び金以下だろう？
様々なhustler稼ぎ方見習う 捨て駒パシリ駆け出したなら
拳銃・麻薬またはmurderer誰、誰だろうが Hells kitchenの中じゃ

White TにNike ブランニューシューズ Spiderにbitchジーザスピース
Blonds hair like yeah play mate baby アーどこ行きたい？どこまでもいいん？
クルージング俺みたいなハス見たころある？
頭に詰まる世渡りの数！俺の後ろから光が見える？
「G.O.D」TAKA Japanese prince!ハー？
見飽きたぜチリーズ ワンパターンのbitchesあーしたらそう？そーしたらこう？
こうしたらどう？見てくれかよ!!イエローダイヤモンドみたい
Japanese queen!俺を狂わしてくれ 即motel後は一人にして考えがある
A lot of money and chronic. bitchsにIce!! 南米に飛ぶwhat's up コロンビアqueen!!
何オンス入る？君のpussy?手元にコカインlikeトニーモンタナ
世界が乱れる、ってか乱れてる sell phoneが鳴る「TAKA」run run run

We Don't Care

At 15.6, I jacked a motorbikeAnd rode out into the city streets on a weekend night
Picked up my homie in KonandaiOf course, no license as we headed to Motomachi?
Or maybe山下fire? Mo bitches, Mo money, Mo drugs
A dangerous lifestyle, painted blackShiny rims and a candy-colored Impala
Underchrome and 4-pipesNot fast enough to fly, but not slow either
Hydrolics that won't lift me high enoughEven when pumped to the max!!
Like a rap star from the StatesHaving bitches wash my car with foam!!
Fuck the rules18kt Cuban link with a Jesus piece!!
Ice Doubt Noblesse and brand-new clothes
New Jordans are nice, but I prefer White Horse kicks
Titanium Golden RakeHolla at the RED like Bratz!!

I'm fresh, do it like what!?
I don't care how much you got
That fresh guy over there, he don't care
Sorry to break it to you, but I don't care
We don't care, motherfuckersSEEDA, Gangsta TAKA

Around 15.6, I was full of bravadoPreying on the weak
A few grams of weed in my pocketDreaming of keys of dream
Filing false insurance claims for a vacationPulling the handbrake and becoming a hit-and-run driver
Never truly a thugFeeling the pressure from my crew to hustle harder
Breaking car windows, robbing drunkardsStealing Papa Roach, even if it was just petty cash
Surely it was less than the organized robbery gangs?Or the pocket money of some rich kid?
Learning from other hustlersIf I started out as a pawn, I would run away
Guns, drugs, or murderWhoever, whoever, in Hell's kitchen

White tee and Nike, brand-new shoesSpider and bitches, Jesus piece
Blond hair, like yeah, playmate babyWhere do you want to go? Can we go anywhere?
Have you ever seen a fly guy like me cruising?
My mind is racing with all the ways to get by!Do you see the light behind me?
TAKA, "G.O.D," Japanese prince!Huh?
I'm tired of these Chili's girlsOne-pattern bitches, what if I do this? What if I do that?
What if I do this? Just for show?Like a yellow diamond
Japanese queen! Drive me crazyTake me to a motel, then leave me alone, I have some thinking to do
A lot of money and chronic.Ice for the bitches! Flying to South America, what's up, Colombian queen!!
How many ounces can your pussy hold?Cocaine in my hand like Tony Montana
The world is going crazy, or is it already crazy?My cell phone rings, "TAKA," run, run, run