Back In Traffic - Hit-Boy 「Testo」 - Traduzione Italiana

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 「Testo」

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 「Testo」 - Traduzione Italiana

Ayy, colpito, come andiamo a perdere con merda come questo, il mio negro?
Sono colpevole. Mondo famoso, guarda
Prayin 'Non mi schianto mentre sono flyin' giù per la costa (costa)
Trauma del passato, quella merda livin 'dentro la mia anima
Conoscere alcuni gangstas e alcuni hustlers e alcuni negri che vanno
Mi amerebbero se cadesse? Merda, chissà (lo sa)

[Versetto 1: Hit-Boy]
Sendisci un brindisi ai miei dawgs, rimani dieci dita dei piedi
Chiama da GTL, dannazione, sai come vanno
Brodie mi ha detto, "zero dentro con il raggio e lo scope" (raggio)

È andato giù per un mop, non è nemmeno pulito il pavimento
Mostrare l'amore per il mio più vicino, devo apprezzare il momento
Non lo faccio per promozione, tengo solo questa merda in movimento
Questo è il mio slogan, via prima della quarantena e merda
My Nigga, sono stato pubblicato, cinturino sporco, riportato rubato
Raw, Uncut, no modificato (nessuna modifica)
Fuori il tronco con esso, torna nel traffico ancora ancora (traffico ancora ancora)
Vita un film, non è un modo per colpire il riavvolgimento (nessun riavvolgimento)
È tutto per calcolo e design, guarda (per davvero)

[Chorus: hit-boy]
Prayin 'Non mi schianto mentre sono flyin' giù per la costa (costa)
Trauma del passato, quella merda livin 'dentro la mia anima (mia anima)
Conoscere alcuni gangstas e alcuni hustlers e alcuni negri che vantano (vantano)

Mi amerebbero se cadesse? Merda, chissà (lo sa)
Mi amerebbero se cadesse? Sì, chissà
Mi amerebbero se cadesse?

[Post-chorus: kirby]
Ma non tornare indietro e cadere di nuovo
Ho ragione in tempo per le chiamate, i miei amici
Le corsie sono cambiate ma la fiducia, non finisce mai, finisce
Non finisce mai

[Verse 2: Hit-Boy]
Rotolare il pacchetto, spingere la McLaren attraverso l'Ocean Ave
Millionaires di colore della menta, Gon 'Take Out the Soldier Sths
Shit è stato fuori un grande carico, mignolo e il mio polso si bloccò

Quindi ho pensato che fosse il Kenpo, il mio dawg tira dentro, calciare le porte
Ha incontrato una spina da Maryland, gli Air Em Out, sono arrogante
Pietre chiara, merda rara, torna nel traffico ancora (traffico)
Loadin 'sulla camera, manda lo scatto, il e chop (bah)
Quando i soldi parlano, l'unica volta che ho interminato (ciao?)
Taglia le luci su 'em, poi cerchio indietro (cerchio indietro)
Flippin 'indietro attraverso il Drive-Thru, Servin' Em Veloce (SKRRT, SKRRT)
Cagna, sono venuto fuori dal blocco, non mi blocca (sono il più vero)
HB L'origine, l'etimologia (Sì)

[Chorus: hit-boy]
Prayin 'Non mi schianto mentre sono flyin' giù per la costa (costa)
Trauma del passato, quella merda livin 'dentro la mia anima (mia anima)
Conoscere alcuni gangstas e alcuni hustlers e alcuni negri che vantano (sì)

Mi amerebbero se cadesse? Merda, chissà
(Ti amerebbero, ti amerebbero, ti amerebbero?)
Mi amerebbero se cadesse? Sì, chissà
(Ti amerebbero, ti amerebbero, ti amerebbero?)
Mi amerebbero se cadesse?

[Post-chorus: kirby]
Ma non tornare indietro e cadere di nuovo
Ho ragione in tempo per le chiamate, i miei amici
Le corsie sono cambiate ma la fiducia, non finisce mai, finisce
Non finisce mai

[OUTORE: Hit-Boy]
Hit-Boy sul ritmo e tutto questo

Hit-Boy sul flusso e tutto questo
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