Cuban Links – 英语/中文 双语歌词

• 作者: Rod Wave, Kevin Gates
• 专辑: Pray 4 Love

歌词与翻译

[中文]

哎 哎 哎 哎 哎 那大概是塔戈

把音量调高 TnT

（崔制作的节奏）

聊聊艰难岁月 底层男孩的生存之道

早于那些珠宝 骨肉皮和名牌之前

那时我还在为兄弟们寻找出路

雷玛摇下车窗 为我和以利亚开门

记得醒来时毫无方向

但怀揣着决心 学历根本派不上用场

因为九块钱工资解决不了我的困境

电费单泛蓝 意味着欠费已逾期

说唱事业停滞 我陷入财务危机

刚高中毕业 因放纵被赶出家门

租了房子找了工作 老爹紧盯着我

后来老爹入狱 安稳日子转瞬即逝

和布洛克混街头 只为付清账单

去他妈的音乐梦 先在街头赚个百万

快进到现在 罗德·韦 告诉我感受

每当回首往事 寒意仍会爬上脊背

清晨跪地祈祷

因祂终为我开辟道路

妈妈 我一直在拼命赚钱

在他们再次夺走一切之前

我誓与古巴链共存亡

我愿葬身古巴链中（再次爆发）

葬身古巴链（没错 不是今天 来吧）

葬身古巴链（感谢主恩）

此生尽是挣扎求生路

大起大落时 才知谁真心相待

从下水道爬出 淤泥中站起

坦诚说 也曾有过真挚情谊

与钞票缠绵 和宝贝像对爱侣

原油熬成膏 别乱掺杂质

锅盖锁紧时 我要全部精华

捞起表层 控干水分 争分夺秒

终于升级档位 运货持枪守地盘

曾经贫民窟的姑娘对我爱搭不理

如今从背后猛攻 她主动迎合节奏

当我入狱时 那妞转身离去

现在炫富示威 裤腰挂满钞票

清晨跪地祈祷

因祂终为我开辟道路

妈妈 我一直在拼命赚钱

在他们再次夺走一切之前

我誓与古巴链共存亡

我愿葬身古巴链中

葬身古巴链（我就死在这儿）

（带着这些妞儿 你们都懂的）

葬身古巴链

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[英语]

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago

Pipe that shit up, TnT

(Tre made this beat)

Let's talk 'bout hard times, real bottom boy survivor

Way before the jewelry, the groupie hoes, and designer

Back when I was tryna find a way for all my partners

Rema hit the window, popped the door for me and 'Lijah

'Member wakin' up with no destination

But I had some dedication, couldn't use my education

'Cause no nine dollars could help me face what I was facing

My light bill due, envelope blue, that mean you behind on payments

Rap slowed down and I was low on cash

Fresh out of high school, kicked out the house for living fast

Went and got a spot, then got a job, 'cause pops was on my ass

Then that's when pops had went to jail so it didn't last

Hit the block with Brock 'cause I was tryna pay my bills

Like fuck a rap career, let's touch these streets and make a mil'

Fast forward, like Rod Wave, tell me how you feel

When I think about my past, that shit give me chills

Wake up in the morning, hit my knees, and I pray

Because He finally made a way

I been runnin' up that paper, mama

And before I let 'em come and take any more

I'ma die in these Cuban links

I'm gon' die in these Cuban links (bangers again)

Die in these Cuban links (right, not today, le'go)

Die in these Cuban links (yes, Lord)

All my life, it been a struggle

You on and fall off, you find out who really love you

Playin' in the storm drain, came out the gutter

Good relationships, I admit I had a couple

Makin' love to the money, me and bae lil' couple

Yola cooked down to the oil in it, don't switch around

I need everything when it lock in the pot, yeahh

Grab it off the top, let it dry, work the clock, yeahh

Finally up in rank, movin' blocks, holdin' sham, yeah

Havin' my lil' way, ghetto pussy used to act funny

Now I'm hittin' her hard from the back, she throw it back for me

And when I went to jail, shawty left, turned her back on me

Flexin' on they ass, pants sag with them racks on 'em

Wake up in the morning, hit my knees, and I pray

Because He finally made a way

I been runnin' up that paper, mama

And before I let 'em come and take anymore

I'ma die in these Cuban links

I'm gon' die in these Cuban links

Die in these Cuban links (I'ma die right here)

(Wit' these bitches, on ya heard me)

Die in these Cuban links