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fat joe – the shit is real (dj premier remix)

Dalszöveg és fordítás: fat joe - the shit is real (dj premier remix) Az alábbiakban egymás mellett láthatod a dalszöveget és a fordítást. Oldalunkon még több dalszöveg és fordítás ettől az előadótól: fat joe Nézd meg az archívumot és a többi dalszöveget is. Kattints fat joe] előadó nevének f kezdőbetűjére és keress még több dalt tőle: fat joe. Az archívumban olyan dalokat találsz, mint a/az the shit is real (dj premier remix).

EREDETI

[Intro]

Yeah

This is goin' out to all the live motherfuckers, knowhatumsayin'

All the real niggas, Bronx, Brooklyn, Manhattan, Queens, California

La Perla, Puerto Rico, whatever the fuck you're from, youknowhatumsayin'

Yeah

[Verse 1]

This story takes place, back in the South Bronx

Where at the age of fourteen I was already to knockin' off punks (yeah!)

And suckers were scared to death

Every time I walked by I hear them niggas take their last breath (ahhh..)

See, I just didn't give a fuck

And if you had a sheep skin leather bomber you was getting stuck (word!)

That was the way it was

One day I went to visit my aunt, and stuck up my cous

See, something was fucked up back then

No matter what the fuck I did, I never had no ends

And my moms was on welfare

Aiyyo I knew I had a father, but the nigga was never there

So what the fuck was I had to do?

I'm sick and tired to being the bummiest nigga out the crew

I gotta get mine, I gotta get cash

I see an old man, I'm gonna rob him with the quick-fast

Gimme your motherfucking loot, papi

I'm going to get paid and can't a damn thing stop me

See, I'm tired of this poor shit

And who the cops?

Well they can suck my motherfuckin' dick

'Cause all them niggas ever do is harass

That's why I get glad when I hear somebody smoked that ass

Just to let ya know how I feel, word 'em up

The fuckin' shit is real

[Hook (*background cuts "Down on the real"*)]

Aiyyo it's real

Aiyyo the shit is real

The fuckin shit is real

Aiyyo it's real

[Verse 2]

Now I'm sixteen and there's a brand new scene

I'm makin' mad loot, gettin' paid off the dope fiends

Keeping shit in checking order

And my main man Tone was fucking everybody else's daughter

See everybody knew in town

That Joe and Tone had shit locked down

And a nigga wouldn't test me

It seems like every other day the fucking cops arrest me

But the shit would never stick

I make one phone call and be out right quick

'Cause Uncle Dan had my back

And now niggas getting jealous 'cause they know I'm living fat

Talking shit around the way and on the block

But never in my face 'cause they knew I pack the Glock

And my crew is mad deep

A buncha crazy Puerto Ricans, so ayeo don't sleep

And all you bitch ass niggas know the deal, check it out

The fucking shit is real

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Let me let ya know why I made this song

Brothers can't deal with the real, word is bond

I'm sick and tired of these fake-ass niggas

Saying that they're catching bodies when they never pulled a trigger

I know your style, I've seen it before

You wearing army suit, now you think you're hardcore

Drinking on your 40's, smoking on your blunts

Can't afford a chain so you wear gold fronts yeah

You fakin' the funk, kid

And you'd be getting it up the ass if you ever did a fucking bid

It's time to separate the real from the phony

The name is Fat Joe, punk, act like you know me

I come equipped with the ruff shit

Nowadays I can't believe the bull rappers come up with

And all y'all bitch ass niggas know the deal, check it out

The fucking shit is real

[Hook]

[Outro]

Word up

I wanna say peace to my peeps, the Beatnuts

Messengers Of Funk, strictly Roots

My man Four Flex, Zulu Nation

Jazzy J in the house

Diamond D, the whole Diggin' In The Crates crew

And rest in peace to my man Tony Montana

Aiyo, I'm out, word is bond

The shit is real

(*Premier cuts "Fat Joe's in town"*)

FORDÍTÁS

[Intro]

Yeah

This is goin' out to all the live motherfuckers, knowhatumsayin'

All the real niggas, Bronx, Brooklyn, Manhattan, Queens, California

La Perla, Puerto Rico, bárhonnan is jöttök, tudjátok mit mondok.

Yeah

[Verse 1]

Ez a történet a Dél-Bronxban játszódik.

Where at the age of fourteen I was already to knockin' off punks (yeah!)

And suckers were scared to death

Every time I walked by I hear them niggas take their last breath (ahhh...)

See, I just didn't give a fuck

And if you had a sheep skin leather bomber you was getting stuck (word!)

That was the way it was

Egy nap elmentem meglátogatni a nénikémet, és feldugtam az unokatestvéremet.

Látod, valami nagyon el volt baszva akkoriban

Nem számított, hogy mi a faszt csináltam, sosem volt vége.

És anyám segélyen élt

Aiyyo tudtam, hogy van apám, de a nigger sosem volt ott.

Szóval mi a faszt kellett volna tennem?

Elegem van abból, hogy én vagyok a leghitványabb nigger a bandából.

I gotta get mine, I gotta get cash

Ha látok egy öregembert, kirabolom a gyorsfegyverrel.

Add ide a kibaszott zsákmányod, papi.

Fizetni fogok, és semmi sem állíthat meg.

Látod, elegem van ebből a szarságból.

És kik a zsaruk?

Hát leszophatják a kibaszott farkamat.

'Cause all them niggas ever do is harassing

Ezért örülök, ha hallom, hogy valaki elszívta azt a segget.

Just to let ya know how I feel, word 'em up

A kibaszott szar az igazi

[Hook (*background cuts "Down on the real "*)]

Aiyyo it's real

Aiyyo the shit is real

The fuckin shit is real

Aiyyo it's real

[Vers 2]

Most tizenhat éves vagyok, és van egy vadonatúj jelenet.

I'm makin' mad loot, gettin' payin' off the dope fiends

Keeping shit in checking order

And my main man Tone was fucking everybody else's daughter

See everybody knew in town

That Joe and Tone had shit locked down

And a nigga wouldn't test me

Úgy tűnik, minden második nap letartóztatnak a kibaszott zsaruk.

De a szar soha nem ragadt meg.

Csak egy telefonhívás, és máris kint vagyok.

'Cause Uncle Dan fedezett engem

És most a niggerek féltékenyek lesznek, mert tudják, hogy kövéren élek.

Talking shit around the way and on the block

But never in my face 'cause they knew I pack the Glock

And my crew is mad deep

A buncha crazy Puerto Ricans, so ayeo don't sleep

And all you bitch ass niggas know the deal, check it out

A kibaszott szar az igazi

[Hook]

[3. versszak]

Let me let ya let ya know why I made this song

Brothers can't deal with the real, word is bond

I'm sick and tired of these fake-ass niggas

Azt mondják, hogy testeket kapnak el, pedig soha nem húzták meg a ravaszt.

Ismerem a stílusodat, láttam már ilyet korábban

Katonai öltönyt viselsz, most azt hiszed, hogy kemény vagy.

Iszol a negyvenesedre, szívod a füvet.

Nem engedheted meg magadnak a láncot, ezért aranyfrontot viselsz, igen.

You fakin' the funk, kid

És a seggedbe is feldugnák, ha valaha is csinálnál egy kibaszott ajánlatot.

It's time to separ the real from the phony

A nevem Fat Joe, punk, viselkedj úgy, mintha ismernél engem.

Felszerelkezve jöttem a durva szarral

Manapság nem tudom elhinni, hogy a rapperek milyen bullal jönnek elő.

És minden szaros nigger tudja, hogy mi a helyzet, figyeljétek!

The fucking shit is real

[Hook]

[Outro]

Word up

I wanna say peace to my peeps, the Beatnuts

Messengers Of Funk, strictly Roots

My man Four Flex, Zulu Nation

Jazzy J in the house

Diamond D, the whole Diggin' In The Crates crew

And rest in peace to my man Tony Montana

Aiyo, I'm out, word is bond

The shit is real

(*Premier cuts "Fat Joe's in town "*)

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