Перевод песни Fat Joe – Does Anybody Know

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Wa-ta-ta-tang, wa-ta-ta-tang, tang
Listen to my nine millimeter go BANG!
Does anybody know... Joe...
This is death to Fat Joe, birth of Cook
Sing to 'em niggas
Does anybody know, how I can get in touch with Joe
Definition of a Don, «Jealous Ones Still Envy» — CRACK!
Yeah, it's '05 and we ridin', we still ridin'
Touched the down, and he's down
See the God in the hood, Dade County, BX, wherever
Can you hear that? Niggas that's the winds of change
Blowin through your city, here comes the pain
They say, the more things change, the more stay the same
So I, grip on that same 9 I held in '88
My momma askin' -
She up the block frantic —
Cops combin' the streets harassin' -
But little did they know —
That I was on that Greyhound watchin' white turn green
Renegades, we don't wait 'til the light turn green
We just, break the rules and live a life obscene
I been Crack, way before the shit hits the scene
You couldn't even imagine what my eyes done seen
But now it's — I'm a thug, I'm a killer
I'm a drug dealin' nigga from the hood, God dammit I'm good
I'm out, I swear after this disc I will quit
Pun if you listenin God you truly been this
Does anybody know, how I can get in touch with Joe
Yeah, hahahaha
All my niggas locked down, all my nigga BX niggas we ridin'
Uhh, blap blap blap! Guess who? Yeah
Imagine some old foe with no fire
The God done ran off and retired
No «Lean Back», «New York, New York» anthems
No rappers these ladies, call handsome
Me I'm just dancin, velvet LaPelle
In the Phantom slow rollin' watchin' Dave Chappelle
I blow smoke now, the stress done got me Runnin' in the sand like a scene from Rocky
I'm tryin' to find myself
It's hard when you the only one supplyin' the wealth
And if I fall off, who can I ask for help?
Not a damn soul, my mind is outta control
It's like the Hammer story stands out; can't walk through the Bronx
Cause e'ry muh'fucker got his fuckin' hands out
Every day somebody new 'sposed to blast me Changed my phone number, got everybody askin'
Does anybody know, how I can get in touch with Joe
Yeah, hahaha
More money more problems
Yup, it's Cook!
Yeah
Joseph Carter, that's who I be
I'm still runnin' the Carter, that's how we eat
Niggas, don't even bother 'cause that's when we meet
In the middle of the projects, clappin' them heats
There's never been a rapper this credible as Joe
Dropped The Incredible, I'm better with the flow
And e'rybody's askin' where did he go Real simple, stop askin' for Joe, it's Cook Coke
Does anybody know, how I can get in touch with Joe
Yeah, Cook motherfuckin Coke!
BX borough niggas, yeah...
Cool & Dre, DJ Khaled, L.V., Streetrunner
Peace to the money man, Macho
Chigga Brown, J.B., Raoul, DJ Serge
Ha ha, Kato rest in peace
Chi-Town stand the fuck up — HOLLA!
My nigga Mack Dime on the West coast, my nigga Wavy
Hahahaha
All my chicanos, all my vatos locos out there
Reppin the browns, the homey Cartoon
Mexico, yeah.
it's Crack!
Does anybody know, how I can get in touch with Joe