5 bleus Lyrics – Ninho (English Translation)
[Intro]
Hey
Jefe productions
PLR Music
It’s Johnny
For the quality, motherfu*ker
[Verse 1]
I know the shooter, the accomplice, the chick
Me, I’ve always worked as a submarine (discreet drug dealer), as a thug
The butter (cannabis resin), the money for the butter
Sharks, boas, venom, loux-ja (likely “louche” meaning shady/dodgy)
It takes courage to keep it inside you
In the first phase I had to cut ties, choose my allies, 3aryaan (street people)
We did it, you thought it was dead, the stall, the stress and the lack of love
Looks that change with the first gold record but we savor it (We savor it)
I never played the stingy, he wanted more, he took me for a bank
He took me for a bank, the motherfuker, let him fuk his aunt
Stabs in the rims, they put us
It’s the eye they give us, but it’s the Lord who keeps us.
I met a wise man who told me: “Be content with little and you’ll have peace here below.”
[Pre-chorus]
I’m hard to see, like the end of a cigar (Of a cigar)
Forgive me if I digress, if we don’t understand each other.
It’s the story of a few kilos in a Cupra (car model).
A single talkie (walkie-talkie) call that ends in solitary confinement.
Maybe in the end we’ll understand (Understand).
I spent the evening filming.
My fight (My fight), you know it’s always the same.
The end of an enigma, a new problem.
[Chorus]
I know the shooter, the accomplice, the chick.
Me, I’ve always worked as a submarine, as a thug.
The butter, the money from the butter
Sharks, boas, venom, loux-ja
It takes courage to keep it together
Musical career in limbo, but strangely enough, things are going much better now
The mental strength to stay upright, to put away the green (money), I’ll add five blues (€500 notes)
I know the shooter, the accomplice, the poukave (slang for informant)
Me, I’ve always worked in a submarine, as a thug
The butter, the butter money
Sharks, boas, venom, loux-ja
It takes courage to keep it together
Musical career in limbo, but strangely enough, things are going much better now
The mental strength to stay upright, to put away the green, I’ll add five blues
[Verse 2]
Tears don’t flow, but the heart has suffered, we smile anyway
I have to win the game, at fourteen, fifteen are hanging around, but personal interests divide, you know the jungle
He’s so lost, he wants to guide me (He’s so lost, he wants to guide me)
But he’ll give up when we’re in the mud, I know (Well, yeah, I know)
They envy our lives, our cars, but they don’t have the strength to get up, I admit it’s hard.
So if you don’t swim, there won’t be a lifeguard to save you, and drowning is coming at full speed.
I’m aware that my hidden sorrows are hits, black Araï helmet on the thousand cubic centimeters. (powerful motorcycle)
I’m aware that my hidden sorrows are hits, black Araï helmet on the thousand cubic centimeters.
[Pre-chorus]
I’m hard to see, like the end of the cigar (Of the cigar).
Sorry if I digress, if we don’t understand each other.
It’s the story of a few kilos in a Cupra.
A single walkie-talkie call that ends at Solitary confinement
Maybe in the end we’ll understand (Understand)
I spent the evening filming
My fight (My fight), you know it’s always the same
The end of an enigma, a new problem
[Chorus]
I know the shooter, the accomplice, the poukave
Me, I’ve always worked in a submarine, as a thug
The butter, the money for the butter
Sharks, boas, venom, the loux-ja
To keep it inside takes courage
Musical career in limbo but strangely now it’s going much better
The mental strength to stay standing, to put away the green, I’ll add five blues
I know the shooter, the accomplice, the poukave
Me, I’ve always worked in a submarine, as a thug
The butter, the money for the butter
Sharks, boas, venom, the loux-ja
To keep it inside It takes courage.
Musical career in limbo, but strangely, things are going much better now.
Mental strength to stay upright, to put away the green, I’ll add five blues.
[Outro]
Hey
Jefe Productions
PLR Music
Han-han
Hey
I’ll add five blues
