Текст и перевод песни Xpert feat. Sansar Salvo, Sayedar & Paster - Norh West 2

Norh West 2

Mənə görə bu külək sərt əsməməlidi
Yoxluğum eyb etməz, 5′9 bəstələməlidi
Dəstələməlidi və dərs deməlidi
Özənlə yığılıb bass
Qabarıb dırnaqlardan pas
Hər dəfə dinlədikcə başa düşürəm:
Bunu Kamildən başqası bacarmaz
Sipər ola beat
Ayıb olsun sənə
Söz verib Azrepə eləmirsən, yenə bizə qalır it
Dəli şeytan deyir: hamısını qucaqla, atdan lehməyə dibə dalıb, it
Murdar xisləti ən asil it belə salyasın axıdar, yenə yala, it
Anasını söydüyün oğlana zəng açıb elə, bala, feat
Sirenalı beat
Maqa bilir üzün ama qara üzü dur, sən Seneqala git
Bacarığun Azrep'ə kremalı shit
Zibilivi pak edər termal asit
Yandırıb özünü və spiralı bitib, o, vidini itirib, idim ilim-ilim itib
Dinmədikcə ağızları şirə qalığ idi
Akula idim, rəqiblərim zirə balığı idi
Ağlıva gələn hər götdüyə "naxadı" de "Qruzunu" atıb ora, rahat edib
Səni minmədim, ona görə "ağa" dedi
Yəni fuck Vüqar Əhməd! (Fuck ATV!)
Bitch, kiri!
Mənə kəndiri bunlar ölüb-itmir, çıxır hərdən biri
Qıraqda əjdaha, gəlsən, girir
Yəni Dove sabun deyil, nəmləndirir
Mikrofonu ve-e-e-er
Çəkirik fanları dara
Rep qandadı, qara, sənə respect lazım, mənə çantada para
Elədiyin bax yaramır, ey
Saxtasan, repinsə ağ yalandı
Taxtadandı sənin taxtın,
Amma isə mikrofonu ver artıq, vaxt tamamdı, ey
Mikrofonu ve-e-e-еr
Çəkirik fanları dara
Rep qandadı, qara, sənə respect lazım, mənə çantada para
Elədiyin bax yaramır, еy
Saxtasan, repinsə ağ yalandı
Taxtadandı sənin taxtın,
Amma isə mikrofonu ver artıq, vaxt tamamdı, ey
Hip-hop′un parametresi
Yeni metresini sekmesi
Yeni yetmesin, iyi gitmesin işin
Ölüsü ve iş yap al İşi bilişimi kibilişimi yakedişil
Geri gelir cash'i
Cash'imin yarısı peşin
Eşini aradı Saçını taradı olmayan
Kafiyeleri var durmayan
Aga, bi′ de kafası da yüksek durmadan
Aga, durmadan akan akarıma yeni makara koyarım
Aramada yarama da yoluna bakanı ileri tanı skip pek
Türkçe rap straight flashback tek
Ve pek beklemez teknik, skit, back
Basit olucak ama bu bi′ ziyafet
(Bi da bi da bi da)
Bi da aseton olucam gözünün yaşına
Bizde yol yolunda
Darısı başına acil tekmeleri gözüne,
Kaşına Lyrical sopaları başına başına
Rap'i dokuz aşamalı aşama
Bunun ofansif halini yaşama
Tutarsız halini bozarak
Mikrofonu ve-e-e-er
Çəkirik fanları dara
Rep qandadı, qara, sənə respect lazım, mənə çantada para
Elədiyin bax yaramır, ey
Saxtasan, repinsə ağ yalandı
Taxtadandı sənin taxtın,
Amma isə mikrofonu ver artıq, vaxt tamamdı, ey
Mikrofonu ve-e-e-er
Çəkirik fanları dara
Rep qandadı, qara, sənə respect lazım, mənə çantada para
Elədiyin bax yaramır, ey
Saxtasan, repinsə ağ yalandı
Taxtadandı sənin taxtın,
Amma isə mikrofonu ver artıq, vaxt tamamdı, ey
Birileri var, birileri yok
Kimileri gidiyo′ da geri geliyo' deli
Deniyo′ bizim gibi dört katile tabanca yok
Rap yeri geliyo'
Savaşta cesdini kollayan akbaba kendini kartal sanıyo′
Kaltak Dedi kodu yapan ağzına her penisse kalkar sanıyo' N'apak?
Katanama denk gelen kotavayı bırakır Kabadayı gibi takıl,
Mekan ama panayır Yakan ama kankalara yan bakana fan boyları toy
Çoğu yalaka ve yalama
Ben derim Kadıköy, sen de Bakü
İlk stansaya 5′9 One More Chance
Karşıda durana şans yok ve punk çok, bu dans kelimelerin az çok
Arz talep Talebelere şanlı rap dersi
Dersem ne dersin? Şans mı hep? (Ha?)
Yüzümüze gülecek
Ve yüzü bize dönecek düşmanı getirsen gerisi gelir
Boktan hayal peşindekilere belir
Bunu bi′ kenara yazın demişti
Dersiniz: Albino King Kong
Kapıdaki ding dong
Maymuna ping pong
Kapı deli densiz
Mikrofonu ve-e-e-er
Çəkirik fanları dara
Rep qandadı, qara, sənə respect lazım, mənə çantada para
Elədiyin bax yaramır, ey
Saxtasan, repinsə ağ yalandı
Taxtadandı sənin taxtın,
Amma isə mikrofonu ver artıq, vaxt tamamdı, ey
Mikrofonu ve-e-e-er
Çəkirik fanları dara
Rep qandadı, qara, sənə respect lazım, mənə çantada para
Elədiyin bax yaramır, ey
Saxtasan, repinsə ağ yalandı
Taxtadandı sənin taxtın,
Amma isə mikrofonu ver artıq, vaxt tamamdı, ey

Norh West 2

This wind shouldn't blow so harshly for me,
My absence doesn't matter, 5′9 should be composing,
He should be putting it together and teaching a lesson,
Bass gathered with essence,
Rust swelling from the nails,
Every time I listen, I understand:
No one but Kamil could do this,
The beat becomes a shield,
Shame on you,
You promised Azrep but you don't do it, again it's left to us, dog,
The crazy devil says: embrace it all, dive into the bottom from the horse, dog,
Even the noblest dog with a filthy nature would drool like this, lick it again, dog,
Call the boy whose mother you cursed and do a feat, boy,
Siren-like beat,
Maqa knows your face, but keep your black face, go to Senegal,
Your skill is creamy shit for Azrep,
Thermal acid cleans the garbage,
He burned himself and the spiral is finished, he lost his screw, I was losing it bit by bit,
Their mouths were watering until they listened,
I was a shark, my rivals were zebra fish,
Say "fuck it" to every asshole that comes to your mind, throw your "Gruzunu" there and relax,
I didn't ride you, that's why you said "master",
Meaning fuck Vüqar Əhməd! (Fuck ATV!),
Bitch, dirt!,
Give me the rope, these guys don't die, one of them pops up occasionally,
There's a dragon on the side, if you come, it enters,
Meaning it's not Dove soap, it moisturizes,
The micropho-o-o-one,
We're pulling the fans close,
Rap is in the blood, black, you need respect, I need money in the bag,
What you're doing doesn't work, hey,
You're fake, your rap is a white lie,
Your throne is made of wood,
But give the microphone already, time is up, hey,
The micropho-o-o-one,
We're pulling the fans close,
Rap is in the blood, black, you need respect, I need money in the bag,
What you're doing doesn't work, hey,
You're fake, your rap is a white lie,
Your throne is made of wood,
But give the microphone already, time is up, hey,
The parameter of hip-hop,
Fucking his new mistress,
May the new one not be enough, may your work not go well,
The dead one and get the job done, burning my knowledge and awareness,
Cash comes back,
Half of my cash is upfront,
He called his wife, combed his non-existent hair,
He has rhymes that don't stop,
Bro, and his head is always held high,
Bro, I keep adding new reels to my ever-flowing stream,
Skip the ones who look out for themselves in the search for my wound,
Turkish rap is a straight flashback, single,
And the technique, skit, back doesn't wait much,
It will be simple, but this is a feast,
(Bi da bi da bi da)
I'll be acetone to your tears,
We're on the right path,
May the same happen to you, urgent kicks to your eyes,
To your eyebrows, lyrical sticks to your head,
Rap is a nine-step stage,
Don't experience its offensive state,
By breaking its inconsistent state,
The micropho-o-o-one,
We're pulling the fans close,
Rap is in the blood, black, you need respect, I need money in the bag,
What you're doing doesn't work, hey,
You're fake, your rap is a white lie,
Your throne is made of wood,
But give the microphone already, time is up, hey,
The micropho-o-o-one,
We're pulling the fans close,
Rap is in the blood, black, you need respect, I need money in the bag,
What you're doing doesn't work, hey,
You're fake, your rap is a white lie,
Your throne is made of wood,
But give the microphone already, time is up, hey,
There are some, there are none,
Some leave and come back crazy,
They try like us, four killers with no gun,
Rap time is coming,
The vulture guarding the corpse in battle thinks he's an eagle,
The bitch who says "Dedi kodu" thinks every penis will rise to her mouth, what's up?,
The bully who meets the stutterer leaves him, hang out like a badass,
Place but fair, burning but fan lengths naive to those who look sideways at friends,
Most are sycophants and lickers,
I say Kadıköy, you say Baku,
5′9 One More Chance to the first verse,
No chance for the one standing opposite and there's a lot of punk, this dance of words is more or less,
Supply and demand, glorious rap lesson for the students,
If I say, what do you say? Always luck? (Huh?),
Will smile at our face,
And the enemy will turn his face to us, if you bring him, the rest will come,
State this to those who are after shitty dreams,
He had said to write this down somewhere,
You'll say: Albino King Kong,
Ding dong at the door,
Ping pong to the monkey,
Crazy door peephole,
The micropho-o-o-one,
We're pulling the fans close,
Rap is in the blood, black, you need respect, I need money in the bag,
What you're doing doesn't work, hey,
You're fake, your rap is a white lie,
Your throne is made of wood,
But give the microphone already, time is up, hey,
The micropho-o-o-one,
We're pulling the fans close,
Rap is in the blood, black, you need respect, I need money in the bag,
What you're doing doesn't work, hey,
You're fake, your rap is a white lie,
Your throne is made of wood,
But give the microphone already, time is up, hey,