Risky – 英语/中文 双语歌词

• 作者: Lil Durk
• 专辑: 7220

歌词与翻译

[中文]

（哦耶，我要用这首歌炸翻全场）

（DJ打着拍，这歌绝对炸）

你为什么跑还拿着枪，难道你要让他死？

我来自那个街区，抓住敌人就打他二十下

抓住那个你爱一起滑的家伙，让枪手哭

不能在我兄弟身边，我还是会冒险，我知道Zoo会开车

我们跟兄弟们说：“冷静，别急，这就像坐Uber”

靠到我这边，我有两把Dracs，这简直像自杀

在高速上飙车，吃了药，你不知道谁会撞车

后门，穿越整个城市，你不知道该信任谁（哥们）

随身带着开关，以防这些家伙恨我想对我下手

管你是谁，你想玩游戏，我不会同情你

不会动我兄弟的女人，那些贱货总是诱惑我

我的手指痛，恶魔在敌人身上，我总是精力充沛

砰砰，贱人，该吃意大利面了

告诉我的敌人，把那些垃圾发在密友圈，他们都快死了

我的所有敌人都一样，每次被抓，他们都在哭泣

你们在录音室说的那些话，那些建立事业的东西根本不值一提

这是我的地盘，我身上的每一把枪都在响，“Drr-da-duh”

问问敌人，每次看到我的脸，他们都腿软

给我点赞，我给我的地盘带来了好处，Wukaduk

放了Sah，你知道这个小子会抢劫，我会搞定你，哥们

让开座位，兄弟，跳出来，打他的头（打他的头）

跳出来，把他们干掉（把他们干掉），跳出来，教训他们（教训他们）

做好准备，你站起来，别掉手机（掉手机）

按下开关，别用全力，你可能会看到他的兄弟

小兄弟因杀人被抓，他不会换衣服

我问：“你追他们时看到了什么？”他说，他追的是自己的灵魂

追上他，他会很容易，他一直在追女人

站在他身上，他最后看到的，就是我最喜欢的姿势

你为什么跑还拿着枪，难道你要让他死？

我来自那个街区，抓住敌人就打他二十下

抓住那个你爱一起滑的家伙，让枪手哭

不能在我兄弟身边，我还是会冒险，我知道Zoo会开车

我们跟兄弟们说：“冷静，别急，这就像坐Uber”

靠到我这边，我有两把Dracs，这简直像自杀

在高速上飙车，吃了药，你不知道谁会撞车

后门，穿越整个城市，你不知道该信任谁（哥们）

拿起你的枪，兄弟（拿起你的枪，兄弟）

你从没给过我什么，你不是我的大哥

问我是否在撒谎，我给他们Hellcats和手枪

我把心给了我的贱人，呃，欢迎来到死亡行列

贱人，呃，耶

你不会为你的兄弟而死，但你会为贱人而死

兄弟，你最好开枪直到子弹打光

我们会行动，无论对错，我都会和你在一起

你是骗子，你杯子里装的是什么？那是褪黑素，不是酒

我的Track hawk防弹，而且是涡轮增压，这不是坦克

你怎么能为从没杀过人的家伙担保？他屁都不是

抓住敌人，但你幸运的是斋月，等下，我得祈祷（哈哈，哦，呃，呃，呃）

我得祈祷（呃，呃，呃，呃，呃，呃）

我得祈祷

你为什么跑还拿着枪，难道你要让他死？

我来自那个街区，抓住敌人就打他二十下

抓住那个你爱一起滑的家伙，让枪手哭

不能在我兄弟身边，我还是会冒险，我知道Zoo会开车

我们跟兄弟们说：“冷静，别急，这就像坐Uber”

靠到我这边，我有两把Dracs，这简直像自杀

在高速上飙车，吃了药，你不知道谁会撞车

后门，穿越整个城市，你不知道该信任谁（哥们）

...

[英语]

(Oh yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this one)

(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)

Why you run and got your gun, so you gon' let him die?

I come from a block you catch a opp, you hit him 20 times

Catch a nigga who you love to slide with, make a shooter cry

Can't be 'round my dawg, I still'll risk it, I know Zoo will drive

We tell bro nem, "Chill, don't gotta speed, this like a Uber ride"

Pull up on my side, I got two Dracs', this shit like suicide

Speedin' on the E-way, off them pills, you don't know who'll crash

Backdoor, all across the city, you don't know who to gas (nigga)

Keep the switch on me in case these niggas hate and try to switch on me

Fuck who you is, you try to play them games, I don't show sympathy

Won't hit none of my bros hoes, them bitches keep on temptin' me

My fingers hurt, demon on my opps, I always got energy

Buck, buck, bitch, it's macaroni time

Tell my opps to post the shit in they close friends, they all dyin'

All my opps the same, every time they get caught, they ass whinin'

All that shit y'all said in the booth, that build up careers ain't nothin' slime

That's my block, every gun I keep on me go, "Drr-da-duh"

Ask the opps, every time they see my face, they sugarfoot

Give me props, gave my block them turkey bags, Wukaduk

Just free Sah, you know shorty ass gon' rob, I get you took, nigga

Let your seat up, bro, hop out, hit his dome (hit his dome)

Hop out, get 'em gone (get 'em gone), hop out, do 'em wrong (do 'em wrong)

Just be prepared, you on your feet, you better not drop your phone (drop your phone)

Tap that switch, don't use it fully, you might just see his bros

Lil' bro got jammed up for a body, he ain't gon' change his clothes

I say, "When you chased 'em what you see?" He say, he chased his soul

Get on his ass, he gon' be easy, he be chasin' hoes

Stand over him, last thing he see, that's my favorite pose

Why you run and got your gun, so you gon' let him die?

I come from a block you catch a opp, you hit him 20 times

Catch a nigga who you love to slide with, make a shooter cry

Can't be 'round my dawg, I still'll risk it, I know Zoo will drive

We tell bro nem, "Chill, don't gotta speed, this like a Uber ride"

Pull up on my side, I got two Dracs', this shit like suicide

Speedin' on the E-way, off them pills, you don't know who'll crash

Backdoor, all across the city, you don't know who to gas (nigga)

Grab your blick', bro (grab your blick', bro)

You ain't never gave me shit, you ain't my big bro

Ask if I'm lyin', I gave 'em Hellcats and pistols

I gave my bitch my heart, uh, welcome to death row

Bitch, uh, yeah

You ain't gon' die about your dawg, but you gon' die 'bout a bitch

Man, you better shoot your gun until it's gone then it click

We gon' get it on, I'm with you right or wrong, that's what it is

You a fraud, what's in your cup? That's melatonin, it ain't no drank

Got my Track hawk bulletproof, and it's supercharged, this ain't no tank

How you gon' vouch for a nigga who ain't never kill shit? His ass ain't got no rank

Catch a opp but you lucky it's Ramadan, hol' on, I gotta pray (ha-ha, ooh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

I gotta pray (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

I gotta pray

Why you run and got your gun, so you gon' let him die?

I come from a block you catch a opp, you hit him 20 times

Catch a nigga who you love to slide with, make a shooter cry

Can't be 'round my dawg, I still'll risk it, I know Zoo will drive

We tell bro nem, "Chill, don't gotta speed, this like a Uber ride"

Pull up on my side, I got two Dracs', this shit like suicide

Speedin' on the E-way, off them pills, you don't know who'll crash

Backdoor, all across the city, you don't know who to gas (nigga)