Back In Traffic - Hit-Boy 「Sangtekster」 - Norsk Oversettelse

Ayy, Hit, how we gon' lose with shit like this, my nigga?
I'm guilty. World famous, look
Prayin' I don't crash while I'm flyin' down the coast (Coast)
Trauma from the past, that shit livin' inside my soul

Back In Traffic - Hit-Boy 「Sangtekster」

Ayy, Hit, how we gon' lose with shit like this, my nigga?
I'm guilty. World famous, look
Prayin' I don't crash while I'm flyin' down the coast (Coast)
Trauma from the past, that shit livin' inside my soul
Know some gangstas and some hustlers and a few niggas who boast
Would they love me if it fell apart? Shit, who knows (Knows)

[Verse 1: Hit-Boy]
Sendin' out a toast to my dawgs, stay ten toes
Call from GTL, damn, you know how shit go
Brodie told me, "Zero in with the beam and the scope" (Beam)
Went down for a mop, he ain't even clean the floor
Showin' love to my closest, gotta appreciate the moment

I don't do this for promotion, I just keep this shit in motion
That's my slogan, way before the quarantine and shit
My nigga, I was posted, dirty strap, reported stolen
Raw, uncut, no edited (No edited)
Out the trunk with it, back in traffic yet again (Traffic yet again)
Life a movie, ain't no way to hit rewind (No rewind)
It's all by calculation and design, look (For real)

[Chorus: Hit-Boy]
Prayin' I don't crash while I'm flyin' down the coast (Coast)
Trauma from the past, that shit livin' inside my soul (My soul)
Know some gangstas and some hustlers and a few niggas who boast (Boast)
Would they love me if it fell apart? Shit, who knows (Knows)
Would they love me if it fell apart? Yeah, who knows

Would they love me if it fell apart?

[Post-Chorus: KIRBY]
But don't get back and fall again
I'm right on time for calls, my friends
The lanes have changed but the trust, it never ends, ends
Never ends

[Verse 2: Hit-Boy]
Roll the pack, push the McLaren through Ocean Ave
Mint color millionaires, gon' take out the soldier rags
Shit been off a big load, pinky and my wrist froze
Then thought it was Kenpo, my dawg pull in, kick doors
Met a plug from Maryland, air 'em out, I'm arrogant

Clear stones, rare shit, back in traffic yet again (Traffic)
Loadin' up the chamber, send the shot, the E chop (Bah)
When the money talk, the only time I eavesdrop (Hello?)
Cut the lights on 'em, then I circle back (Circle back)
Flippin' back through the drive-thru, servin' 'em fast (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, I came straight off the block, ain't no blockin' me (I'm the realest)
HB the origin, the etymology (Yeah)

[Chorus: Hit-Boy]
Prayin' I don't crash while I'm flyin' down the coast (Coast)
Trauma from the past, that shit livin' inside my soul (My soul)
Know some gangstas and some hustlers and a few niggas who boast (Yeah)
Would they love me if it fell apart? Shit, who knows
(Would they love you, would they love you, would they love you?)

Would they love me if it fell apart? Yeah, who knows
(Would they love you, would they love you, would they love you?)
Would they love me if it fell apart?

[Post-Chorus: KIRBY]
But don't get back and fall again
I'm right on time for calls, my friends
The lanes have changed but the trust, it never ends, ends
Never ends

[Outro: Hit-Boy]
Hit-Boy on the beat and all that
Hit-Boy on the flow and all that
Yeah

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Kendrick Lamar Has A Writing Credit On Hit-Boy’s New Single “Back In Traffic”

It’s the first new material from Kendrick since his feature on Busta Rhymes’ “Look Over Your Shoulder” last year.

Hit-Boy released his latest single, “Back in Traffic,” last week as part of Apple Music’s Juneteeth: Freedom Songs collection, and buried in the credits is a famous name: Kendrick Lamar. The Compton rapper has a writing credit on the track, with Hit-Boy explaining on Instagram that Kendrick penned the song’s melody and lyrics.

On the chorus and post-chorus, Hit-Boy and KIRBY team up:

Prayin' I don’t crash while I’m flyin' down the coast Trauma from the past, that shit livin' inside my soul Know some gangstas and some hustlers and a few n-ggas who boast Would they love me if it fell apart? Sh-t, who know But don’t get back and fall again I’m right on time for calls, my friends The lanes have changed but the trust, it never ends, ends Never ends

It’s not Hit-Boy and Kendrick’s first time linking up; the TDE rapper’s good kid, m.A.A.d. city cut “Backseat Freestyle” is produced by Hit-Boy, as are the beats for his features on A$AP Rocky’s “1Train” and Jay Rock’s “Wow Freestyle.”

“Back in Traffic” represents the first new material from Kendrick Lamar since his feature on Busta Rhymes‘ “Look Over Your Shoulder” last October. The Game recently made headlines for claiming a new Kendrick album was coming “real soon,” although there’s still no timeline on his DAMN. follow-up. His new writing credit is sure to once again stoke speculation about what he could be working on next.

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Back In Traffic - Hit-Boy 「Sangtekster」 - Norsk Oversettelse

Ayy, hit, hvordan vi gon 'miste med dritt som dette, min nigga?
Jeg er skyldig. Verdensberømt, utseende
Prayin 'Jeg krasjer ikke mens jeg er Flyin' nedover kysten (kysten)
Traumer fra fortiden, som lurer Livin 'inne i min sjel
Kjenner noen gangstas og noen hustlers og noen niggas som skryter
Ville de elske meg hvis det falt fra hverandre? Shit, hvem vet (vet)

[Vers 1: Hit-Boy]
Send ut en skål til min dawgs, vær ti tær
Ring fra GTL, Damn, du vet hvordan dritt går
Brodie fortalte meg, "null med strålen og omfanget" (stråle)

Gikk ned for en mop, han er ikke engang ren gulvet
Showin 'kjærlighet til min nærmeste, må sette pris på øyeblikket
Jeg gjør ikke dette for kampanjer, jeg holder bare denne dritten i bevegelse
Det er mitt slagord, vei før karantene og skitten
Min nigga, jeg ble lagt ut, skitten stropp, rapportert stjålet
Rå, uncut, ingen redigert (ingen redigert)
Ut stammen med det, tilbake i trafikken enda en gang (trafikk enda en gang)
Livet en film, er ikke noe å treffe tilbakespoling på (ingen tilbakespoling)
Det er alt ved beregning og design, se (for ekte)

[Chorus: Hit-Boy]
Prayin 'Jeg krasjer ikke mens jeg er Flyin' nedover kysten (kysten)
Traumer fra fortiden, som skit Livin 'inne i min sjel (min sjel)
Kjenn noen gangstas og noen hustlers og noen niggas som skryter (skryte)

Ville de elske meg hvis det falt fra hverandre? Shit, hvem vet (vet)
Ville de elske meg hvis det falt fra hverandre? Ja, hvem vet
Ville de elske meg hvis det falt fra hverandre?

[Post-Chorus: Kirby]
Men ikke komme tilbake og høsten igjen
Jeg har rett på tide for samtaler, vennene mine
Banene har endret seg, men tilliten, den slutter aldri, ender
Aldri slutter

[Vers 2: Hit-Boy]
Rull pakken, trykk på McLaren gjennom Ocean Ave
Mint Farge Millionaires, Gon 'Ta ut soldaten Rags
Shit har vært av en stor belastning, rosa og håndleddet mitt frøs

Så trodde det var kenpo, min dawg trekker inn, sparker dører
Møtte en plugg fra Maryland, Air 'Em Out, jeg er Arrogant
Klare steiner, sjeldne skit, tilbake i trafikken igjen (trafikk)
Loadin 'opp kammeret, send skuddet, e hoggen (bah)
Når pengene snakker, den eneste gangen jeg eavesdrop (hei?)
Klipp lysene på dem, så jeg sirkler tilbake (sirkel tilbake)
Flippin 'tilbake gjennom kjøretur-gjennom, Servin' EM Fast (Skrrt, Skrrt)
Tispe, jeg kom rett utenfor blokken, er ikke ingen blokkering 'meg (jeg er den ekte)
Hb opprinnelsen, etymologien (ja)

[Chorus: Hit-Boy]
Prayin 'Jeg krasjer ikke mens jeg er Flyin' nedover kysten (kysten)
Traumer fra fortiden, som skit Livin 'inne i min sjel (min sjel)
Kjenn noen gangstas og noen hustlers og noen niggas som skryter (ja)

Ville de elske meg hvis det falt fra hverandre? Shit, hvem vet
(Ville de elske deg, ville de elske deg, ville de elske deg?)
Ville de elske meg hvis det falt fra hverandre? Ja, hvem vet
(Ville de elske deg, ville de elske deg, ville de elske deg?)
Ville de elske meg hvis det falt fra hverandre?

[Post-Chorus: Kirby]
Men ikke komme tilbake og høsten igjen
Jeg har rett på tide for samtaler, vennene mine
Banene har endret seg, men tilliten, den slutter aldri, ender
Aldri slutter

[Outro: Hit-Boy]
Hit-gutt på takt og alt det

Hit-gutt på strømmen og alt det
Yeah.