Текст и перевод песни Struka - Platinasti status

Platinasti status

Mene su učili od jaslica
Da kasica prasica bude debela
Kad lova priča, odmah
Da vadim keca iz pelena

Ko krene na mene
Pam-pam, biće gelera
Pa reperi beže kada
Sigi rime servira

Uno momento, sine
Uspori tempo
Prepoznaj ovu igru
Koju nazivamo repom

Bato, dišem duboko
Živim pod stresom
Zato pišem pod šokom

Pusti da spusti se prašina
Do visina da se
Podigne taj dim
Onda udarim olovom
Na tebe i tvoj tim

Sigi Stru, Sigi Stru
Sada laju moje ime
Bato, kažu da sam sranje
Opet znaju moje rime

Kako to, eto tako
K'o makro, nego kako
Kada igra je kurva
Ja joj priđem s boljom žvakom

Vreme ne čeka čoveka
Što znači nema vremena
Za tebe, tvoja sranja
I sranja koja sanjaš

Ti znas da neću stati tu
Idemo dalje
Hoću platinasti status
Moje je ime Sigi Stru
Budeš li glup, sine
Osetićeš vatru
I znaj da neću stati sad
I baš bi voleo da
Vidim te da probaš
Da reprezentuješ Beli
Grad baš kao ja
Za života, sve do groba

Ovo je platinusti status
Da te vidim, dodirni ga
Kada ne igraš igru
Ta ista igra te izigra

Puna rizika, snizi ga
Brate, svestan budi
Koga podigne cesta
Tome i cesta sudi

I dalje rokam isto sranje
Igram gengsta bugi
Pritom hodam k'o p.i.m.p
Dajte mi mesta, ljudi

Reperi hoće beef sa mnom
Da vide da umirem
Liliputanci, zgaziću
Vas k'o Guliver

Moje sranje je bling
Bling k'o Holivud
Geto glamur, pritom
Svaka riba voli blud

Ja rokam lokalno sranje
Jer, brate, volim hud
Nemoj da glumiš ludilo
Nisi ni polulud

Mojne mi soliš um
Jer, brate, nemate iskustva
Ja sam kao kurac
Reperi me ne vade iz usta

Vidim gledate iz busa
K'o da trebate ga s guza
Čućeš samo sajonara
K'o da vreba te Jakuza

Ti znas da neću stati tu
Idemo dalje
Hoću platinasti status
Moje je ime Sigi Stru
Budeš li glup, sine
Osetićeš vatru
I znaj da neću stati sad
I baš bi voleo da
Vidim te da probaš
Da reprezentuješ Beli
Grad baš kao ja
Za života, sve do groba

Vidi me sada, suviše mlad
Da legnem u hlad
Ovo je grad gde mnogi
Ljudi žele moj pad

Vodi te glad za parama
Jebeni tempo te zamara
Sigi Stru, bejbe
Oko glave je marama

Jedan ide za ekipu
Dva mi je za šou
Treći ide za koga god
I to je to

Sanj'o perinjon iz Kible
Plus kilo džibe i ja
Pa sanj'o ribu do ribe
Tu su sve ribe i ja

Sigi Stru i crew
Beograd Jug je tu
Ti nemaš kud, o
I tako opet u krug

Sigurno, sine
Neću pevati bluz
Bilo je krvi i znoja
I dosta jebenih suza

Mrze igrača, mesto
Pare koje stvara, brate
Bolje mrzi igru
Mrzi rave koje kara

Znaj da neverni vojnik
Svakako odaće i svoje trupe
Propali makro
Prodaće i svoje dupe

Ti znaš da neću stati tu
Idemo dalje
Hoću platinasti status
Moje je ime Sigi Stru
Budeš li glup, sine
Osetićeš vatru
I znaj da neću stati sad
I baš bi voleo da
Vidim te da probaš
Da reprezentuješ Beli
Grad baš kao ja
Za života, sve do groba

Platinum Status

They taught me from the cradle
To make the piggy bank fat
When money talks, right away
I pull out an ace from my diapers

Whoever comes at me
Pam-pam, there will be shrapnel
So rappers run when
Sigi serves rhymes

One moment, baby,
Slow down the tempo
Recognize this game
That we call rap

Bro, I breathe deeply
I live under stress
That's why I write under shock

Let the dust settle
To the heights to
Raise that smoke
Then I hit with lead
On you and your team

Sigi Stru, Sigi Stru
Now they're barking my name
Bro, they say I'm crap
Again they know my rhymes

How so, that's how
Like a macro, how else
When the game is a whore
I approach her with better gum

Time doesn't wait for a man
Which means there's no time
For you, your shit
And the shit you dream

You know I won't stop there
We go further
I want platinum status
My name is Sigi Stru
If you're stupid, baby,
You'll feel the fire
And know that I won't stop now
And I'd really like to
See you try
To represent Belgrade
Just like me
For life, until the grave

This is platinum status
To see you, touch it
When you don't play the game
That same game plays you

Full of risks, lower it
Brother, be aware
Whoever the road raises
The road judges him

I'm still rocking the same shit
I'm playing gangsta boogie
While walking like a p.i.m.p
Give me some space, people

Rappers want beef with me
To see me die
Lilliputians, I'll crush
You like Gulliver

My shit is bling
Bling like Hollywood
Ghetto glamor, while
Every chick loves lust

I'm rocking local shit
Because, bro, I love the hood
Don't act crazy
You're not even half crazy

Don't salt my mind
Because, bro, you have no experience
I'm like chicken
Rappers can't get enough of me

I see you watching from the bus
Like you need it from behind
You'll only hear "sayonara"
Like the Yakuza is stalking you

You know I won't stop there
We go further
I want platinum status
My name is Sigi Stru
If you're stupid, baby,
You'll feel the fire
And know that I won't stop now
And I'd really like to
See you try
To represent Belgrade
Just like me
For life, until the grave

See me now, too young
To lie in the shade
This is a city where many
People want my downfall

Driven by hunger for money
The fucking tempo tires you
Sigi Stru, babe
There's a bandana around my head

One goes for the crew
Two is for my show
The third goes for whoever
And that's it

I dreamt of Perignon from the Kaaba
Plus a kilo of weed and me
Then I dreamt of girl after girl
All the girls are there and me

Sigi Stru and crew
Belgrade South is here
You have nowhere to go, oh
And so again in a circle

Surely, baby,
I won't sing the blues
There was blood and sweat
And a lot of fucking tears

They hate the player, the place
The money he makes, bro
Better hate the game
Hate the rave it fucks

Know that an unfaithful soldier
Will betray his own troops anyway
A failed macro
Will sell his own ass

You know I won't stop there
We go further
I want platinum status
My name is Sigi Stru
If you're stupid, baby,
You'll feel the fire
And know that I won't stop now
And I'd really like to
See you try
To represent Belgrade
Just like me
For life, until the grave