Playa Lyrics – kizaru
Singer: kizaru
Title: Playa
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Ayy, Riaa, you goin’ crazy
Эй-эй-эй
That be YG Woods, ho
Что за нах?
Ха, что за нах?
Э-Эти недорэперы, они щекочут мои нервы
Я подвесил бы за яйца, с*ка, прямиком на Невском
Я убрался в хлам так, что шагаю, бл*, по небу
Сам Jesus Christ сказал: «Олег, ты прав, они все жертвы»
На броуков аллергия (Так точно)
Что с ними, madre mía? (Ха)
Пишут в direct: «kizaru, помоги нам» (Не-а)
Где вы были, сук, когда я грабил эти магазины? (Где вы были?)
Не было еды, были мозоли от ботинок (Оу)
Не осталось слёз, я выдавил из себя ласт каплю (Что?)
Лучше быть в тюрьме, чем ныть, как плохо я граблю, граблю, граблю (Эй-эй-эй)
Помог с травкой соседям
Трахаю жизнь в своей манере
Море сиропа
Кто эти оппы? Какие-то бэйби
f#ck ’em, сжигаем деревья
О чём мы базарим? Они гонят ересь
«Ту-ту-ту-тум» — я въ*бал ему серию (Эй, е)
b#tch, I’m a beast, не трогай зверя
Когда я шагаю, бл*, — землетрясение
Ебу этих сучек намеренно
Он хочет дыма, давай, мы проверим
Идут за мной — я забрал их доверие
Пусть даже они лицемерят (Чё за нах?)
Если нах*й нас
Нах*й нас, значит нах*й вас
Ещё раз, ещё раз (Эй, эй)
Ещё очень много раз (Э-э-эй)
Мы в чёрном джипе, папа — Grim Reaper
Снял пятизвёздочный на Тенерифе
Плюс грязных шлюх этой нимфе (What the f#ck?)
Так говорит кодеин в моей лимфе
Uh, yuh
Pockets full of fat knots, ho, uh (Fat knots, что за нах?)
I don’t stop at red lights, huh, yuh (Red lights)
Book me, it’s a crunk night, ho, yuh (Crunk night)
We can have a fist fight, ho, yuh (Fist fight)
Pull up in my hood, drive slow, yuh (Drive slow)
Choppas say, “Bye-bye,” ho, yuh (Bye-bye)
Diamonds on, bright light, ho, yuh (Bright light)
Fifty on me, light-light, ho, uh (Light-light)
n#gg#, I’m a king like Diddy, huh (Like Diddy)
Think I f#cked your ho, I did it, uh (I did it)
I ain’t sparin’ these n#gg#s, they b#tches (Uh)
Snitches, they can really still get stitches
I really only like to shop with hunchos (Hunchos)
Tell ya ho let me beat it like bongos (Like bongos)
f#ck you mеan, everything on me frozе (Froze)
n#gg#, touch my chains, I’ma unload (Prr, prr)
Yeah, securin’ the land
They know I’m the man
They know I’m the man with the plan (The plan)
Stop playin’, stop playin’, don’t fumble the bag
My n#gg#s will chop off your hand (Chop off your hand)
Oh, we flip again, again
Ain’t doin’ no talkin’, we run up the bands (The bands)
You fooled me once, can’t fool me again
My n#gg#s, they hop out them vans
Ho, I ain’t scared, I’m sprayin’
I got me two pistols, I’m hand in hand
I’m yellin’, “Come here, b#tch!” (What?)
That n#gg# a ho, he ran, he ran (He ran)
Trippin’ on n#gg#s, they mad, they mad
Them n#gg#s can’t do what I can (I can)
Them n#gg#s, they lost, too bad, too bad
They should’ve never f#cked with the man
Oh, ayy, ayy
Grrah! Grrah! Grrah! Grrah! Bah!
b#tch!
f#ck you talkin’ ’bout, n#gg#
Huh?
What the f#ck?!
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Playa – English Translation
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Ayy, Riaa, You goin ‘Crazy
Hey Hey hey
That be yg woods, Ho
What kind of nah?
Ha, what kind of nah?
E-these nonsense, they tickle my nerves
I would hang for eggs, with*ka, straight on Nevsky
I went into the trash so that I walk, bl*, in the sky
Jesus Christ himself said: “Oleg, you are right, they are all victims”
Allergies (just for sure) to vapors
What’s wrong with them, Madre Mía? (Ha)
They write in Direct: “Kizaru, help us” (nope)
Where were you, b#tches, when did I rob these stores? (Where have you been?)
There were no food, there were corns from the boots (Oh)
There was no tears left, I squeezed out a thimal drop (what?)
It is better to be in prison than to whine, how badly I take a rake, rake, rake (hey-hey-hey)
Helped with grass to neighbors
f#cking life in my manner
Sea of syrup
Who are these ops? Some Baby
f#ck ‘Em, burn trees
What are we calling about? They drive heresy
“Tu-tu-tu-tum”-I in*Ball to his series (hey, e)
b#tch, i’m a beast, don’t touch the beast
When I walk, bl*, an earthquake
f#ck these b#tches deliberately
He wants smoke, come on, we will check
Follow me – I took their trust
Even if they hypocrite (what for nah?)
If nah*y us
Nah*th us, it means nah*th you
Once again, again (hey, hey)
Many more times (uh-uy)
We are in a black jeep, dad – Grim Reaper
Took a five -star on a Tenerife
Plus dirty wh#res of this nymph (What the f#ck?)
So says Codein in my lymph
Uh, yuh
Pockets Full of Fat Knots, Ho, Uh (Fat Knots, what kind of nah?)
I Don’T Stop at Red Lights, Huh, Yuh (Red Lights)
Book me, it’s a Crunk Night, Ho, Yuh (Crunk Night)
We can have a fist fight, ho, yuh (Fist Fight)
Pull Up in My Hood, Drive Slow, Yuh (Drive Slow)
Choppas Say, “Bye-bye,” Ho, Yuh (bye-bye)
Diamonds on, Bright Light, Ho, Yuh (Bright Light)
Fifty on Me, Light-Light, Ho, Uh (Light-Light)
n#gg#, I’M A King Like Diddy, Huh (Like Diddy)
Think I f#cked Your Ho, I DID it, UH (I DID it)
I Ain’t Sparin ‘Theres, They b#tches (UH)
Snitches, They Canlly Still Get Stitches
I Really Only Like to Shop with Hunchos (Hunchos)
Tell Ya Ho let me beat it like bongos (Like Bongos)
f#ck You MEAN, EVERYTHING ON Me Froze (Froze)
n#gg#, Touch My Chains, I’ma Unload (PRR, PRR)
Yeah, Securin ‘The Land
They Know i’m the Man
They Know i’m the Man with the Plan (The Plan)
Stop Playin ‘, Stop Playin’, Donat Fumble the Bag
My n#gg#s Will Chop off Your Hand (Chop off Your Hand)
OH, We Flip Again, Again
Ain’T Doin ‘No Talkin’, We Run Up the Bands (The Bands)
You Fooled me once, Canomet Fool Me Again
My Nikgas, They Hop out Them Vans
Ho, I Ain’T Scared, I’M Sprayin ‘
I Got ME Two Pistols, I’M Hand in Hand
I’M Yellin ‘, “Come Gere, b#tch!” (What?)
That n#gg# a ho, he ru, he ru (He Ran)
Trippin ‘On n#gg#s, They Mad, They Mad
Them n#gg#s cane do what i can (i can)
Them n#gg#s, They Lost, Too Bad, Too Bad
They Should’ve Never f#cked with the Man
OH, Ayy, Ayy
Grrah! Grrah! Grrah! Grrah! Bah!
b#tch!
f#ck You Talkin ” Bout, n#gg#
Huh?
What the f#ck?!
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