Translation of the song Limbaj de Cartier artist B.U.G. Mafia

Refren:

Chorus:

Pentru toti cei care, cei care ma irita

For all of those who, bugs me

Am o vorba sa va spun: Gura mica!

I have a word to say to ya : Shut ya mouth!

Pentru toti cei care nu ma lasa sa sper

For all of you , who don't let me to hope ...

Va dau voci de cartier cu limbaj de cartier

I give to y'all,... voices of ghetto with language of ghetto! (X2)

Verse I:

Verse 1:

Sunt Caddy Socului acum ma stii bine

I'm Caddy from Socului , now ya know me well

Cand ma vezi pa strada pune cainii pe mine

When you see me on street , arouse ya dogs on me

Critica la vorba mea

YOUR CRITICISM to my word ...

E nimica toata, mai da-te-n p*** mea

Is really nothing , Fuc* ya ...

Asa am invatat pe strada

That's how i've learned on the street !

Injur ca Lacatus, sunt baiat, baiat

I swear like Lacatus, i'm a fine, fine boy

Ti-am dat muia pe gard daca m-ai enervat

I've given ya , mine to taste it , if ya annoy me

Am percutat cu trei rime din care doua obscene,

I've loaded the cargo with three rymes, from which two are obscene

C***e, uita-te la tine, ti-au crescut pe spate pene,

Ho*, take a look at yourself, ya grow up some feathers on ya back

Esti papagal, la cardeala ta nu pune nimeni botu'

Ya a big talker, at your shi** no one listens

Smargoiala si mangleala ne ridica noua contu'

Them fights and steals raises up our account

E pontu' cu jocul de cuvinte de cartier

It's the job , with them ghetto words ...

Dau la mij, dau la **** tu nu prea stii de fel

I do them , i fu** their mouths, ..ya don't know much

Sunt bengos mai tare decat rima ta stearsa

I'm dope , more cool than your faded rhyme

Valoarea ta e nula, lasa poezia, esti varza

Ya worth is 0 , let the poetry, ya suc*!!

Mai ai de comentat, te *** direct in cur

Ya still have something to comment!? I fuc* ya right up the as*

Ca Tenny-e parazitu, ce p*** mea injur

And same as Cheloo, what the fu* you swear there!?

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Verse II:

Verse 2:

Cu limbaj, limbaj de cartier iti rup capatana

With an ghetto language , i smash ya head

Sunt tot deasupra ta si voi fi totdeauna

I'm still above ya, and i'll always be !!!

Sugi p*** cu poezia ta, pe strada-n toata tara poezia-i Mafia

Yaa suc* me , with all ya poetry , on the streets in all the country

Vocabular obscen imi bag p***-n ma-ta

the poetry is BUG MAFIA !

Degeaba te holbezi la mine ca nu imi pasa de tine

Obscene Vocabular,.....fuc* ya mo* !!

Ti-o dau la **** pentru tot ce spui,

In vain ya stare at me , 'cause i don't give a shi* on ya !

Pentru ca nu taci, pentru ca m-ataci

I break ya mouth, for all that ya say ...

Tot ce-am invatat am invatat pe strada

'Cause ya don't shut up, cause you attack me !

Bagami-as p*** tu n-o sa-ntelegi vreodata

All that i've learned , i've learned on the ghetoo

Ca tot ce conteaza pentru mine

Fuc***, fuc* , ya won't ever understand ....

Este sa-i reprezint pe ai mei in fata celor ca tine

'Cause all that matters for me ...

Deci, domnule, tine-ti nasul la tine in oale

Is to represent my people, in front of those like ya !

Stiu ca suntem pentru tine o problema sociala

So, you MR, keep your noose at home

Inainte sa termin iti zic inc-o data eject

I know that for you we're a social problem

Cu limbaj de cartier, in efect direct

Before i end,.. i tell ya once again EJECT!

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Verse III:

Verse 3:

Direct de la sursa, da o pune de borou

Straight from the source i throw,

Vagabondul spune multe voi vorbiti in gol

The hood boy tells many things, y'all are speaking in vain

In jargon dau numai ce-i real

In the slang i throw only what's real

Am adunat ura pe voi, strada e sus, voi sunteti la final

I've accumulated hate on y'all , the street is up,..you all.. at the end

Muzica-i la metru si n-aveti nimic de spus,

Music is at metre and y'all don't have shi* to say

Gerovitalul va mentine spiritul in sus

The Gerovital medicine , is keeping y'all spirit in suspanse

Maxim respect pentru orice proiect

A maximum respect for any project...

Nimeni nu poate sa va scape cand va execut direct

No one can save y'all, when i'm directly executing y'all

Slagarul promite-o usoara, intr-o mie de cuvinte doua labe se separa

The hit promises an easy one , among a thousands words

Dati tot, faceti loc intre doua festivale va analizam la bot

2 palms separates

2005 e momentul, lansati testamentul

Give your all, make room , between two festivals,.. i'm

Sa cante parasutele, solistele, fetele

analising ya mouth!

Nici o problema la mijloc le tipa gura

2005 is the time ,..y'all launch the testament

Oda voi le dati sa cante, noi le dam sa suga...

Let them ho* to sing , them solists...

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Verse IV:

Verse 4:

Asa-i, nu am pic de bun simt

Yeah that's right , i don't have even a gram of decency...

Imi bag p***-n mata, in tactu,

I fuc* ya mom , ya father

Si ii dau **** lu' fra-tu

And i fuc* ya bro'

Asculta tu mare poet ce-am sa zic pe strofa asta

Listen me,..you the big poet,...what i have to say on this verse :

Ca ma iei cu p***, cu ****e, gaoaze te rog frumos fii pe faza

With dic* , fuc**, puss***, ...please pay attention :

Nu sunt incult, asa-mi traiesc eu viata

I'm not uncultured, this is the way i'm living my life

Ce p*** mea iti pasa tie cui ii slobozesc eu fata

What the fu** you care , to whom face i ejacul*** on!!?

Asculta bulangiule beau, *** si ma bat

Ya listen, ya asshol*:, ...I drink, i fuc* and i fight!!

Iar tie dom' poet iti dau p*** la frecat

And to you , the big Poet i'm giving the di** to su** it !!

G-yeah! Nenea frectie, ma pis pe ma-ta

Yo , you old man , i piss on y'all...

Joc, injur si fac bani multi, n-ai sa vezi vreodata atata

I swear and make lots of doe, ya never gonna see

Am fost crescut ginitor, pe ciordeala, pe mangleala

that much

Am invatat cum se fac banii chiar si cand eram la scoala

I've raised doin' them infractions, stealing, cheating

Am dat la buci de mic copil, asa m-a invatat tata

I've learned how to make them doe, even when in school i was

Nu rata niciuna , pu**-n pi**a , gata fata !

I've fuc* some,.. starting from where a child i was, 'cause this

Tu , labagiule te iei de mine!!? ...

way my father educated me...

Manca-mi-ai pu**, sunt mai inteligent ca tine !

Ya don't miss none, di** in pus** , done the girl !!