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Limbaj de Cartier

Refren:
Pentru toti cei care, cei care ma irita
Am o vorba sa va spun: Gura mica!
Pentru toti cei care nu ma lasa sa sper
Va dau voci de cartier cu limbaj de cartier
 
Verse I:
Sunt Caddy Socului acum ma stii bine
Cand ma vezi pa strada pune cainii pe mine
Critica la vorba mea
E nimica toata, mai da-te-n p*** mea
Asa am invatat pe strada
Injur ca Lacatus, sunt baiat, baiat
Ti-am dat muia pe gard daca m-ai enervat
Am percutat cu trei rime din care doua obscene,
C***e, uita-te la tine, ti-au crescut pe spate pene,
Esti papagal, la cardeala ta nu pune nimeni botu'
Smargoiala si mangleala ne ridica noua contu'
E pontu' cu jocul de cuvinte de cartier
Dau la mij, dau la **** tu nu prea stii de fel
Sunt bengos mai tare decat rima ta stearsa
Valoarea ta e nula, lasa poezia, esti varza
Mai ai de comentat, te *** direct in cur
Ca Tenny-e parazitu, ce p*** mea injur
 
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Verse II:
Cu limbaj, limbaj de cartier iti rup capatana
Sunt tot deasupra ta si voi fi totdeauna
Sugi p*** cu poezia ta, pe strada-n toata tara poezia-i Mafia
Vocabular obscen imi bag p***-n ma-ta
Degeaba te holbezi la mine ca nu imi pasa de tine
Ti-o dau la **** pentru tot ce spui,
Pentru ca nu taci, pentru ca m-ataci
Tot ce-am invatat am invatat pe strada
Bagami-as p*** tu n-o sa-ntelegi vreodata
Ca tot ce conteaza pentru mine
Este sa-i reprezint pe ai mei in fata celor ca tine
Deci, domnule, tine-ti nasul la tine in oale
Stiu ca suntem pentru tine o problema sociala
Inainte sa termin iti zic inc-o data eject
Cu limbaj de cartier, in efect direct
 
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Verse III:
Direct de la sursa, da o pune de borou
Vagabondul spune multe voi vorbiti in gol
In jargon dau numai ce-i real
Am adunat ura pe voi, strada e sus, voi sunteti la final
Muzica-i la metru si n-aveti nimic de spus,
Gerovitalul va mentine spiritul in sus
Maxim respect pentru orice proiect
Nimeni nu poate sa va scape cand va execut direct
Slagarul promite-o usoara, intr-o mie de cuvinte doua labe se separa
Dati tot, faceti loc intre doua festivale va analizam la bot
2005 e momentul, lansati testamentul
Sa cante parasutele, solistele, fetele
Nici o problema la mijloc le tipa gura
Oda voi le dati sa cante, noi le dam sa suga...
 
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Verse IV:
Asa-i, nu am pic de bun simt
Imi bag p***-n mata, in tactu,
Si ii dau **** lu' fra-tu
Asculta tu mare poet ce-am sa zic pe strofa asta
Ca ma iei cu p***, cu ****e, gaoaze te rog frumos fii pe faza
Nu sunt incult, asa-mi traiesc eu viata
Ce p*** mea iti pasa tie cui ii slobozesc eu fata
Asculta bulangiule beau, *** si ma bat
Iar tie dom' poet iti dau p*** la frecat
G-yeah! Nenea frectie, ma pis pe ma-ta
Joc, injur si fac bani multi, n-ai sa vezi vreodata atata
Am fost crescut ginitor, pe ciordeala, pe mangleala
Am invatat cum se fac banii chiar si cand eram la scoala
Am dat la buci de mic copil, asa m-a invatat tata
Nu rata niciuna , pu**-n pi**a , gata fata !
Tu , labagiule te iei de mine!!? ...
Manca-mi-ai pu**, sunt mai inteligent ca tine !
 
Tradução

Language of ghetto !

Chorus:
For all of those who, bugs me
I have a word to say to ya : Shut ya mouth!
For all of you , who don't let me to hope ...
I give to y'all,... voices of ghetto with language of ghetto! (X2)
 
Verse 1:
I'm Caddy from Socului , now ya know me well
When you see me on street , arouse ya dogs on me
YOUR CRITICISM to my word ...
Is really nothing , Fuc* ya ...
That's how i've learned on the street !
I swear like Lacatus, i'm a "fine, fine boy
I've given ya , mine to taste it" , if ya annoy me
I've loaded the cargo with three rymes, from which two are obscene
Ho*, take a look at yourself, ya grow up some feathers on ya back
Ya a big talker", at your shi** no one listens
Them fights and steals raises up our account
It's the job , with them ghetto words ...
I do them , i fu** their mouths, ..ya don't know much
I'm dope , more cool than your faded rhyme
Ya worth is 0 , let the "poetry", ya suc*!!
Ya still have something to comment!? I fuc* ya right up the as*
And same as Cheloo", "what the fu* you swear there!?
 
Chorus...
 
Verse 2":
With an ghetto language , i smash ya head
I'm still above ya, and i'll always be !!!
Yaa suc* me , with all ya poetry , on the streets in all the country
the poetry is BUG MAFIA !
Obscene Vocabular,.....fuc* ya mo* !!
In vain ya stare at me , 'cause i don't give a shi* on ya !
I break ya mouth, for all that ya say ...
'Cause ya don't shut up, cause you attack me !
All that i've learned , i've learned on the ghetoo
Fuc***, fuc* , ya won't ever understand ....
'Cause all that matters for me ...
Is to represent my people, in front of those like ya !
So, you "MR", keep your noose at home
I know that for you we're a "social problem"
Before i end,.. i tell ya once again EJECT!
With ghetoo language, straight into effect!
 
Chorus...
 
Verse 3:
Straight from the source i "throw",
The hood boy tells many things, y'all are speaking in vain
In the slang i throw only what's real
I've accumulated hate on y'all , the street is up,..you all.. at the end
Music is "at metre" and y'all don't have shi* to say
The "Gerovital medicine , is keeping y'all spirit in suspanse "
" A maximum respect" for any project...
No one can save y'all, when i'm directly executing y'all
The hit promises an easy one , among a thousands words
2 palms separates
Give your all, make room , between two festivals,.. "i'm
analising ya mouth"!
2005 is the time ,..y'all launch the testament
Let them ho* to sing , them solists...
No problem , their mouth goes dry ...
Oh yes ...you producers give them to sing , we give them to suc*
 
Chorus...
 
Verse 4:
Yeah that's right , i don't have even a gram of decency...
I fuc* ya mom , ya father
And i fuc* ya bro'
Listen me,..you "the big poet",...what i have to say on this verse :
With dic* , fuc**, puss***, ...please pay attention :
I'm not uncultured, this is the way i'm living my life
What the fu** you care , to whom face i ejacul*** on!!?
Ya listen, ya asshol*:, ..."I drink, i fuc* and i fight!!
And to you , "the big Poet" i'm giving the di** to su** it !!
Yo , you old man , i piss on y'all...
I swear and make lots of doe, ya never gonna see
that much
I've raised doin' them infractions, stealing, cheating
I've learned how to make them doe, even when in school i was
I've fuc* some,.. starting from where a child i was, 'cause this
way my father educated me...
Ya don't miss none, di** in pus** , done the girl !!
You , ..a wanke*, ya fuc* with me !?
Eat me, i'm more clever than ya !
 
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