Traduzione del testo della canzone Piru Love - Bloods & Crips

Piru Love (originale)

What’s happ’nin’Bloooood?
Oh baby, oh baby
I say-ay-ay-y-y-y-y
Piruuuu Loooove, babyyyyy
Baby-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y
Piruuuu Looooove
Piru Looove
Babyyyyy
Now in the Bity of Bompton
LIME HOOD is down with the?
Bomp?
HOLLY HOOD and CROSS ATLANTIC off of Bompton Boulevard
Every town has an ELM STREET but not a Freddy Krueger
Don’t get caught
In the JUNGLE’s or a Park called LUEDERS
On Rosecrans pass Oleander at the light
TREE TOP is to the left, FRUIT TOWN is on the right
One by one the WESTSIDE PIRUs slay past dark
And the only other Blood hood is CAMPANELLA PARK
HACIENDA, SWANS and BOUNTY HUNTERS’ll call ya number
ROLLIN'30's and 20's OUTLAWS, SIXX DEUCE BRIMS will put you under
CABBAGE PATCH, CENTER PARK, HARVARD PARK, ATHENS PARK too
SCOTTSDALE, NEIGHBORHOOD, HAWTHORNE, WATERFRONT, all Pirus
L.A. DENVER LANES, there’s mo’in Pasadena
AVENUES, BLOOD STONE, INGLEWOOD FAMILY
The PUEBLOS, BLOOD STONE VILLIANS, BLACK P. STONE
CIRCLE CITY and EASTSIDE BISHOPS got it goin’on
With the?
Ingies?
QUEEN STREET, V.N.G's ain’t no stoppin'`em
VILLAGE TOWN, EASTSIDE PAIN, CRENSHAW MAFIA
BE-BOP WATTS, CITY STONES and the SKYLINES
Don’t say Cuz 'cause Blood, this is Piru all the time
Piruuuuu Loooove
Westsiiiiiide
Babyyyyyy
Piruuuu
Piruuuuu Loooove
Bompton Piruuuuuu
Babyyyyyy
Now — the settin is in the muthafuckin’oneway
Niggas banged up, meetin’up on a Sunday
Run across the street just to get some brews and shit
Well, what do you know?
A nigga slippin’wearin’flue and shit
It’s on, I take the flag out my pocket, then
Wrap it around my knuckles make a fist
And lock it Deposit a blow to the jaw as I bank him
Break a phoney on top of the counter then I shank him
Leave him layin’in the color he hates the most
But it don’t matter now
Cause he’s a gangbangin’ghost
Crab is the meat on my menu
Piru is the gang
Hell, I was been through
But I’m a soldier to the very end
I hate Crabs with the passion, my attitude is grim, so I slip clips in the automatics
Niggas wanna roll through
No, I ain’t havin’it
The homies are down and the girls are obedient
Crabs ain’t nathin’but gumbo ingredients
Steadily gettin’dip addin’dogs to the roster
What d’you call a ugly Crip?
What?
A c-monster
Piru is Crip in reverse, put the C’s on his back
Your egg shell-lobster lie-ass face is gonna crack
Crip: beware of the truth, the gitty-gitty Glock tick-tock
Crabs I stop Piru, yo Your momma can suck a dogs dick and die, chicken
Little Crab scared of the red apples fallin’from the sky
D-Rock and Eightball E-Ricket Blood was shed
Another Crab nigga dead
Oh muthafuckin’well punk bitches
Come over to my place
I take
You on little trip, it Starts with the R Ends with E-P* *IT MEANS R.I.P*
The riverbed you be lookin’up at me Crab-ass ho’s
They get the fuckin’middle
Niggas think its a joke
It ain’t no muthafuckin’riddle
You rat pack or get packed right in a box, sent to Your dead homies, momma right down to the block
Niggas felt like they hard and then they gon’try check me I finna let your ass know
You need to respect me Cause although you ain’t sayin’shit
You gettin’on my nerves
Fluster-ass flue-wearin'niggas gettin’served
Piruuuuuu Loooooove, baaabyyyy
(Piru Looo-o-ove)
Piruuuuuuu Looooove, baaaabyyyyy
(Yee-e-e-aaah)
Piruuuuuuuu Loooooove, babyyyy
(…I'm gonna be a Piru)
Piruuuuuuuuuuuu Looooooove, babyyyyy
(Piru Loo-o-ove, baby)
Back on the set after being locked down
Crabs locked down and I love the way a Glock sounds
Clownin’muthafuckas like checkers
And I be puttin’niggas to sleep so they will respect us (ohh yeah)
I got a vision in my head and you’re a dead man
When I roll in a stole red minivan
I’m on a mission through the muthafuckin’East Side
Inglewood against Compton, a C-K Ride
I glide throught the park in the dark with my gun out
Bickin’back being bool* in a little ???
out *KICKIN'BACK BEING COOL*
Wait for the moment to serve 'em
What the muthafuckas don’t know
Just might hurt `em
I cocked back the goddamn hammer
And aim
Directly for the fool who talkin’shit up in the slammer
I guess he thought that I forgot but no I didn’t for the one that caught the slug — good ridance
And if you wanna run for the trees
I’ma stop all that
By shooting for the knees
Redrum is Audi 5OOO G Kelly Park started in '85 and ended in '93
Piruuuu Loooove Babyyyyyy…
Piru Loo-o-ove
I said Piru Love
Rest In Peace to the homie Killa Wack
To lil’homie Kay Ron
O.G.
Tookie, Iceberg, we love y’all
Westside Avenue Piru
To Lil’homie from Eastside Bounty Hunter Watts
Lil’Jay
Lil’Fang Fang
Denver
T.I.
Mafias In Peace
My homegirl Jackie
Big Pizzarro
Sneak
Stacy Lok

Piru Love (traduzione)

Cosa sta succedendo a Bloodoood?
Oh piccola, oh piccola
Dico-ay-ay-y-y-y-y
Piruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Baby-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y
Piruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Piru Looove
Babyyyyy
Ora nel Bity di Bompton
LIME HOOD è giù con il?
Bomba?
HOLLY HOOD e CROSS ATLANTICO al largo di Bompton Boulevard
Ogni città ha una ELM STREET ma non un Freddy Krueger
Non farti prendere
Nella GIUNGLA o in un parco chiamato LUEDERS
Su Rosecrans passa Oleandro al semaforo
TREE TOP è a sinistra, FRUIT TOWN è a destra
Uno dopo l'altro i WESTSIDE PIRU uccidono oltre il buio
E l'unico altro Bloodhood è CAMPANELLA PARK
HACIENDA, SWANS e BOUNTY HUNTERS ti chiameranno il numero
ROLLIN'30'S E 20'S OUTLAWS, SEIXX DEUCE BRIMS ti metteranno sotto
CABBAGE PATCH, CENTER PARK, HARVARD PARK, PARCO DI ATENE
SCOTTSDALE, QUARTIERE, BIANCOSPINO, LUNGOMARE, tutto Pirus
L.A. DENVER LANES, non c'è niente a Pasadena
AVENUES, BLOOD STONE, INGLEWOOD FAMILY
I PUEBLOS, VILLIANS DELLA PIETRA DI SANGUE, P. PIETRA NERA
CIRCLE CITY e EASTSIDE BISHOPS ce l'hanno fatta
Con il?
Ingie?
QUEEN STREET, i VNG non li fermano
VILLAGGIO CITTÀ, EASTSIDE PAIN, CRENSHAW MAFIA
BE-BOP WATT, CITY STONES e gli SKYLINES
Non dire perché Blood, questo è Piru tutto il tempo
Piruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Westsiiiiiide
Babyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Piruuuu
Piruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Bompton Piruuuuuu
Babyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Ora, il settin è nel muthafuckin'oneway
I negri si sono incontrati, si sono incontrati di domenica
Corri dall'altra parte della strada solo per prendere delle birre e della merda
Ebbene, cosa ne sai?
Un negro che scivola con la canna fumaria e merda
È acceso, allora tiro fuori la bandiera dalla tasca
Avvolgilo intorno alle mie nocche e fai un pugno
E bloccalo Deposi un colpo alla mascella mentre lo salvo
Rompo un fasullo sopra il bancone e poi lo sbatto
Lascialo sdraiato nel colore che odia di più
Ma non importa ora
Perché è un fantasma
Il granchio è la carne nel mio menu
Piru è la banda
Diavolo, ci ho passato
Ma sono un soldato fino alla fine
Odio i granchi con la passione, il mio atteggiamento è cupo, quindi infilo le clip nell'automatica
I negri vogliono passare
No, non ce l'ho
Gli amici sono giù e le ragazze sono obbedienti
I granchi non sono ingredienti naturali ma gommosi
Aggiungendo costantemente cani al roster
Come chiami un brutto Crip?
Che cosa?
A c-mostro
Piru è Crip al contrario, metti le C sulla schiena
La tua faccia da aragosta a guscio d'uovo si spaccherà
Crip: attenzione alla verità, il tic-tac Glock gitty-gitty
Granchi Fermo Piru, yo tua mamma può succhiare il cazzo di un cane e morire, pollo
Little Crab ha paura delle mele rosse che cadono dal cielo
D-Rock e Eightball E-Ricket Blood sono stati versati
Un altro negro di granchio morto
Oh muthafuckin'well puttane punk
Vieni a casa mia
Prendo
Tu in piccolo viaggio, inizia con la R termina con E-P* *SIGNIFICA R.I.P*
Il letto del fiume che mi stai guardando è quello di un granchio
Vanno al centro del cazzo
I negri pensano che sia uno scherzo
Non è un enigma muthafuckin'
Fai il pacco dei topi o vieni impacchettato in una scatola, inviato ai tuoi amici morti, mamma fino al blocco
I negri si sentivano come se fossero duri e poi non proveranno a controllarmi finna fartelo sapere
Devi rispettarmi Perché anche se non stai dicendo un cazzo
Mi stai dando sui nervi
I negri che indossano la canna fumaria vengono serviti
Piruuuuuu Loooooove, baaabyyyy
(Piru Looo-o-ove)
Piruuuuuuu Looooove, baaaabyyyyy
(Ye-e-e-aaah)
Piruuuuuuuu Loooooove, babyyyy
(... sarò un Piru)
Piruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
(Piru Loo-o-ove, piccola)
Torna sul set dopo essere stato bloccato
I granchi sono stati bloccati e adoro il modo in cui suona una Glock
Clownin'muthafuckas come dama
E io metterò i negri a dormire così ci rispetteranno (ohh yeah)
Ho una visione nella mia testa e tu sei un uomo morto
Quando salgo su un minivan rosso rubato
Sono in missione nel muthafuckin'East Side
Inglewood contro Compton, un C-K Ride
Scivolo attraverso il parco al buio con la mia pistola fuori
Bickin'back essendo bool* in un poco???
fuori *KICKIN'BACK BEING COOL*
Aspetta il momento di servirli
Quello che i muthafucka non sanno
Potrebbe solo ferirli
Ho armato indietro il dannato martello
E mira
Direttamente per lo sciocco che parla di merda nella pallottola
Immagino che abbia pensato che me ne fossi dimenticato ma no, non l'ho fatto per quello che ha catturato la lumaca — buon viaggio
E se vuoi correre verso gli alberi
Fermerò tutto questo
Sparando alle ginocchia
Redrum è Audi 5OOO G Kelly Park iniziato nel '85 e terminato nel '93
Piruuuu Loooove Babyyyyyy…
Piru Loo-o-ove
Ho detto Piru Love
Riposa in pace con l'amico Killa Wack
Alla piccola amica Kay Ron
OG
Tookie, Iceberg, vi amiamo tutti
Westside Avenue Piru
A Lil'homie di Eastside Bounty Hunter Watts
Lil'Jay
Zanna piccola
Denver
TI
Mafie in pace
La mia casalinga Jackie
Grande Pizzarro
Sgattaiolare
Stacy Lok