Текст песни No Chain Music (Hann) с переводом

Look I get my grind on

Grew up in a different time zone put my niggers on

But after I put my mom’s on, niggers fake who hit the switch

I see the signs on try to tell God I’m straight he say the sign wrong

Lying all good 'cause I’m the one that they lyin' on

Speaking of lying on my nigga can’t get line on

We don’t know who the press that’s why you keep an eye on

Er’body got a job and I’m be on my journey

And you gon be on your journey

I’m just being calm and I’ve been doing been doing this for a while

They treated like a side john

Succes, my main journal, I'm stressed I can’t know em

Fall off 'cause these hoes probably forget my name on

They lame on, they lame asking for information

I never tell 'em a thing I never tell 'em a thing

Who you f**king with, I never tell her a name

'Cause they just hating on 'em and probably f**k 'em the same

Want me frame, I don’t think so

Think I need a chain, ye I think so

Guru dot com, I’ma let the link low

Searching for whatever I want I need to think though

Think though, paper ink though stack can’t go

Hit it from the back while she grabbing on that ankle

I won’t money talk like I’m rich 'cause I ain’t though

Still pull up and put 50 on a tank though

(Hook)

Ye I see 'em looking at me but they don’t wanna bang though

Ye I see 'em looking at me but they don’t wanna bang though

Nah, hey warrap

Ye I see 'em looking at me but they don’t wanna bang though

f**k it, I said look

(Verse: Priv)

No chain music I make music, your main music

Where you’re from they buy music and they change to it

Where I’m from they buy music and they thank to it

Cop guns for they homies let them mains do it

Ain’t no witnesses nah, ain’t no names to it

I never said it was right, I let them lames do it

Got a dream on my mind, mama ain’t to it

'Cause I’ma seen niggers mom telling me they came through it

I had to seen my own fam turn to drug addicts

Teachers tell a stupid nigga he above average

School telling a young boy he’ll be in prison

So we rather do bad and be good at it

Young chick treated like she 18

Pregnant by the time that she graduate

Her boyfriend claiming that he make cream

'Til the cops make the whole block evacuate

No chain music just the same music

Any hope to do better we call that lame music

Just money on my mind f**k a day music

Yes I gotta come in this rap game and change music

But they don’t think so, they don’t wanna listen

They wondering how the chain glow

Might humanize on the track but I don’t sing though

Tell it straight forward like a motherf**king king though

Ye Privaledge shit

(Hook)

Privaledge shit nigga

Since niggers wanna be Joe, Joe World

Ye I see 'em looking at me but they don’t wanna bang though

Ye I see 'em looking at me but they don’t wanna bang though

Ye I see 'em looking at me but they don’t wanna bang though

(Verse: Hann)

I need money I ain’t pitcher for quarters

I’m in the rental tryin' to get to the border

Tryin to cop me a quarter, or that roll on the block

With the lore the law coming to my block that’s a slaughter

Tryin' to come up with some change while I sit up on the block with my

daughter

Copy that watch bitches gonna hop in the water shit, that clear shit

I’m overseas and rocking jewels I could wake you out your dream or some

scary shit

I’m on my shit I’m so different in ways you want my dick and got me

tripping for days

I don’t know could it be the money or the way I’m brushing the wave

The way the barber shake me up with the fay, nice and clippers

I’m nice with the hands and I’m nice with the blicker

On demand I end your life with the trigger

I don’t rumble state calm on the front like I’m lighting the swisher

Ballas feeling like some lightning to hit you, it’s not a f**king game

I’m complex, I live in this crazy ass world

Er’day I gotta drink 'til I hurl

I just lost a f**king brother and besides I got the craziest girl a bad

bitch

See attend this a pearl, tryin' to cop a f**king coop inside

Colours sinners world watch niggers gonna spin in your girl

Trade pound barrel spin, hit the top put a spend in your world

Even daddy dookie home from a tree I’m so real

But I leave toast when I’m low on the steel

Like a burger bring the beef to your grill

Bring the beef to your face, it’s drama time keep the heat on my ways

Call me when a high heat up the place up, beat up the race

Jewish boy he’ll beat up the case

For you snitches on the block, and snitches pastiches but f**k that

Nigga snitchin' I could send you in a box

Doing like some strong liquor sitting on them rocks

Steady licking with them shots, shawn bull keep a numb bull

We was riding we was pissing in them pots

I grind bull, switching up keys like a locks

Smith when I spit you better dig nigga that’s real shit

Known to keep the hand cuff, call me Will Smith

And spit banana wrap and fire when I peel shit

Nicole’s a pill shit, got your bitch sit and jump in that pearl shit, Caddy

Caville

Listen here to all the madical spills, so cut the dumb shit

I hit your ass up with a drum clip, tell me who you run for, tell me who you

run with

All you niggers done for, nigga you are done with

Priv get 'em