Текст песни Don't Shoot (Chamillionaire) с переводом

I know the governments working

You ain’t never seen them in person

Do you really think that you’re the only person that sees the sites that you’re

searching?

See I’m flicking channels just surfing

Because I heard we about to start merking

I change the channel to the news channel

What the hell they talking 'bout? Twerking?

I’m American, my folks African

My mom say she about to back again

Cause ya’ll chasing Ye’s and Kardashian’s

And not even seeing what’s happening

Police is known for drug trafficking

Will put a package on ya in traffic and

These little kids that known to keep straps with them

And these grown adults are still acting ten

I’m like hype beasts, we know about ya

Miley twerked on one show and got ya

Even type like you 'bout that life

And you’d bring a knife to a show with Flocka

Your PDA is just so improper

Panties show in your open locker

I’m so Ibaka, I’m gonna block ya

So bad you’ll have to ask for a doctor, that’s truth

Young and in the streets trying to move a brick

He don’t really care if your crew can spit

He got the hammer on his hip feeling too legit (switch)

Trap is on fire they like it they copy

And they all they want is Versace Versace

He’s after that cream and he’s only 16

But his chopper is cocky and stocky as rocky

Don’t shoot

No need to tell me who’s popping

Can’t you see the drones in the sky?

I’m like «Do you think that they watching?»

I really try to keep to myself but keep getting caught up in all the hype

I hope the verses y’all made for Kendrick bring our economy back to life

If they do

Don’t shoot, really that’d be great

Don’t shoot, really that’d be great

Don’t shoot

Don’t shoot

Don’t shoot

Cause missiles only say kaboom

He graduated up to moving packs

His homie showed him how to package right

Ironically he’s never grabbed a mic

But they be calling everybody rappers right

His family rich but he be acting like he wanna leave it all to live the ratchet

life

You acting like you wanna sacrifice your whole life 'cause you believe the

rapper hype

Impressing who? Does this even equal Success to you? If it do

Are you a vegetable? Are you an idiot or intellectual?

I seen many people and many G’s that’s did plenty crimes that they’d would

never do

Your favorite rapper ain’t streets he at a nice hotel or at a festival

Stop watching WCW, cause real life is something like MMA

See they complain about NSA but they snitching on themselves every day

You got YouFools you got Snitchagrams, you got Crimelines, what else, FaceCrooks

Posting pictures from the trap house to show they hustle harder than an Ace Hook

And that’s truth

Come on, can’t you see the Feds watching?

Do you think that your call logs are the only thing that they’re clocking?

I really try to keep to myself but keep getting caught up in all the hype

I hope the Feds don’t kick down your door

With them weapons out and y’all sounding like: «Don't shoot»

Don’t shoot, don’t get blown away

Don’t shoot, don’t get blown away

Don’t shoot

Don’t shoot

Don’t shoot

'Cause missiles only say kaboom

Hope your favorite trapper drops a CD that’ll save ya

Hope your favorite rapper isn’t still on tour in Asia

Hope your favorite actor turns into the Terminator

Better hide right now when they shoot

I could’ve been the one

I could’ve been Trayvon

I stay hungry plus I got an appetite

He had some Skittles and a Snapple right?

Well really that’s what’s made me wanna snap tonight

An angry rapper I’m acting like

You know I’m really ain’t the acting type

I’m really like, if that was one of mine

He’d be apologizing in the afterlife

It isn’t black or white

It’s really wack or right

I know the raps I write be sounding so hypocritical

But the candy’s really soaked in a mineral

So you can tell a critic he can choke on a genital

I wasn’t taking it from no individual

Keep the convo with 5−0 to minimal

They try to tell him that they know he a criminal

But I’m the one to tell him let them know you a general

Hard to say they can’t stay armed

When George Zimmermans that got their guns

Kinda hard to tell them «Just pray son»

When he feeling like he getting preyed on

So I think we need a liaison

And y’all saw what happened to Trayvon

And if you bomb and then they bomb

Who the hell are we to say they wrong

Don’t shoot

Mr. President were all watching

Can’t you you see they got army guns and these windy city kids dropping?

I really try keep to myself but keep getting caught up in all the hype

You really think a new law for guns gonna erase the ones that they got the

night that they shoot

Don’t shoot

Don’t shoot

Don’t shoot

Don’t shoot

Don’t shoot

'Cause missiles only say kaboom

Kaboom

Nothing really giving me a new feeling

Nothing really giving me a new feeling

Wikileaks in the roof

We don’t need a damn fix, we just need new ceiling

Ooh kill 'em, ooh kill 'em

Yeah, I said it but I didn’t mean it

I ain’t think the government would try to turn us to the new villains

The other day, I heard my mother say

She had a dream that the president would take us to a world war

I heard somebody else say when it does happen then hopefully they’ll put it up

on World Star

Murder, Zimmerman hopped in his car a served off

Murder, crazy how the world will hit you with a curve ball