Official Music Video
Forever Paid by Toosii
Lyrics & Translation
English
Uh, yeah
You know I'm forever paid
I got them racks right inside of my pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit, I ain't come to play
He know we draw K's, thought that we gone fade
Bitch well Imma make a stain
New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
He shouldn't be no problem now we got the drop I be riding with ole' boy
Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt, young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
Know my bag, thirty in my mag, fuck what you know boy
Brodie just hit me like cool, aight fuck it, now how we gone play it
Told em' that we gone sit on that bitch for a month then we gone spray it
Since niggas play cool and give the drop to where they lay at
We gone let they block be the place that we link and play at
Brodie been yelling out "Free bodies" for a month now, hit the block we gone hunt down
Sweet on em' we gone run down, told em' ditch the glick, put the gun down
Talking bout his face card good, tell em show his face in our hood
Cause we on the back street and we pack heat, we been wishing y'all would
Fuck all that tough shit, know who he run wit
We can run in his crib but that shit ain't where the funds is
And if he ain't got no racks then we gone take em where the plug is
We gone show em I ain't the nigga he wanna fuck wit
Gangsta love, I ain't got love if the nigga ain't a gangsta
Wack nigga wit a lil bit of bread they don't fuck that nigga, know he a wangsta
I be tired of the fakers, sooner or later we gone face em
And I hope he got his glick, even if he do, then we gone bang em
You know I'm forever paid
I got them racks right inside of my pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit, I ain't come to play
He know we draw K's, thought that we gone fade
Bitch well Imma make a stain
New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
He shouldn't be no problem now we got the drop I be riding with ole' boy
Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt, young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
Know my bag, thirty in my mag, fuck what you know boy
Brodie just hit me like cool, aight fuck it, now how we gone play it
Told em' that we gone sit on that bitch for a month then we gone spray it
Since niggas play cool and give the drop to where they lay at
We gone let they block be the place that we link and play at
Still in the hood with the D-Boyz, keep it G-lock, no decoy
Beef with old ass niggas like Leroy, fuck I look like smokin' a lil boy
Come on they block and let it bang, shoot through the TV no choice
He gone die for me to fuck his baby mama, she moist
I done did it from upstate to Carolina's
He said that he did it, ain't hear about em
Seen em in person, ain't care about em
Nigga died from a wreck and he swear he shot em
Bitch I don't do no cap I could take me a nap, run a lap Imma don like dada
Lil cuz do voodoo put V's on a nigga, I ain't gotta call my top shotta
I be solo, solo and he probably gone talk like he on gang time
I be on demon time I still a bang mine
I'm the top recruit in my city, nigga ain't I
Still a go out in public I'm bout my lonely ain't I
You know I'm forever paid
I got them racks right inside of my pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit, I ain't come to play
He know we draw K's, thought that we gone fade
Bitch well Imma make a stain
New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
He shouldn't be no problem now we got the drop I be riding with ole' boy
Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt, young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
Know my bag, thirty in my mag, fuck what you know boy
Brodie just hit me like cool, aight fuck it, now how we gone play it
Told em' that we gone sit on that bitch for a month then we gone spray it
Since niggas play cool and give the drop to where they lay at
We gone let they block be the place that we link and play at
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Forever Paid by Toosii
Forever Paid* (original Toosii)
Uh, yeah
You know I'm forever paid
I got them racks right inside of my pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit, I ain't come to play
He know we draw K's, thought that we gone fade
Bitch well Imma make a stain
New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
He shouldn't be no problem now we got the drop I be riding with ole' boy
Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt, young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
Know my bag, thirty in my mag, fuck what you know boy
Brodie just hit me like cool, aight fuck it, now how we gone play it
Told em' that we gone sit on that bitch for a month then we gone spray it
Since niggas play cool and give the drop to where they lay at
We gone let they block be the place that we link and play at
Brodie been yelling out "Free bodies" for a month now, hit the block we gone hunt down
Sweet on em' we gone run down, told em' ditch the glick, put the gun down
Talking bout his face card good, tell em show his face in our hood
Cause we on the back street and we pack heat, we been wishing y'all would
Fuck all that tough shit, know who he run wit
We can run in his crib but that shit ain't where the funds is
And if he ain't got no racks then we gone take em where the plug is
We gone show em I ain't the nigga he wanna fuck wit
Gangsta love, I ain't got love if the nigga ain't a gangsta
Wack nigga wit a lil bit of bread they don't fuck that nigga, know he a wangsta
I be tired of the fakers, sooner or later we gone face em
And I hope he got his glick, even if he do, then we gone bang em
You know I'm forever paid
I got them racks right inside of my pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit, I ain't come to play
He know we draw K's, thought that we gone fade
Bitch well Imma make a stain
New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
He shouldn't be no problem now we got the drop I be riding with ole' boy
Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt, young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
Know my bag, thirty in my mag, fuck what you know boy
Brodie just hit me like cool, aight fuck it, now how we gone play it
Told em' that we gone sit on that bitch for a month then we gone spray it
Since niggas play cool and give the drop to where they lay at
We gone let they block be the place that we link and play at
Still in the hood with the D-Boyz, keep it G-lock, no decoy
Beef with old ass niggas like Leroy, fuck I look like smokin' a lil boy
Come on they block and let it bang, shoot through the TV no choice
He gone die for me to fuck his baby mama, she moist
I done did it from upstate to Carolina's
He said that he did it, ain't hear about em
Seen em in person, ain't care about em
Nigga died from a wreck and he swear he shot em
Bitch I don't do no cap I could take me a nap, run a lap Imma don like dada
Lil cuz do voodoo put V's on a nigga, I ain't gotta call my top shotta
I be solo, solo and he probably gone talk like he on gang time
I be on demon time I still a bang mine
I'm the top recruit in my city, nigga ain't I
Still a go out in public I'm bout my lonely ain't I
You know I'm forever paid
I got them racks right inside of my pocket I ain't doing no minimum wage
He sellin' blicks then we gettin' em hit, I ain't come to play
He know we draw K's, thought that we gone fade
Bitch well Imma make a stain
New cutter, in a Cullinan like a dope boy
He shouldn't be no problem now we got the drop I be riding with ole' boy
Swerve through the hood my shit go skrt, young niggas in the hood like "Oh boy"
Know my bag, thirty in my mag, fuck what you know boy
Brodie just hit me like cool, aight fuck it, now how we gone play it
Told em' that we gone sit on that bitch for a month then we gone spray it
Since niggas play cool and give the drop to where they lay at
We gone let they block be the place that we link and play at
Forever Paid (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Uh, sí
Sabes que estoy pagado para siempre
Tengo esos billetes en mi bolsillo, no estoy haciendo salario mínimo
Él vende armas, entonces las conseguimos, no vine a jugar
Él sabe que dibujamos K's, pensó que nos desvaneceríamos
Perra, bueno, voy a dejar una mancha
Cutter nuevo, en un Cullinan como un traficante
No debería ser un problema, ahora que tenemos la información, ando con el viejo
Atravieso el barrio, mi mierda hace 'skrt', los jóvenes del barrio dicen "Oh, chico"
Conozco mi bolsa, treinta en mi cargador, a la mierda lo que sepas, chico
Brodie me acaba de decir 'genial, a la mierda', ahora ¿cómo lo vamos a jugar?
Les dije que nos sentaríamos en esa perra por un mes y luego la rociaremos
Ya que los negros se hacen los guays y dan la información de dónde están
Dejaremos que su bloque sea el lugar donde nos encontremos y juguemos
Brodie ha estado gritando "Cuerpos libres" por un mes, vamos al bloque, los cazaremos
Dulces con ellos, los vamos a perseguir, les dije que tiraran la glick, que bajaran el arma
Hablando de que su cara es buena, dile que muestre su cara en nuestro barrio
Porque estamos en la calle de atrás y llevamos armas, hemos estado deseando que lo hicieran
A la mierda toda esa mierda de tipo duro, sé con quién anda
Podemos entrar a su casa, pero ahí no está el dinero
Y si no tiene billetes, lo llevaremos a donde está el proveedor
Le mostraremos que no soy el negro con el que quiere joder
Amor de gánster, no tengo amor si el negro no es un gánster
Negro patético con un poco de dinero, no joden con ese negro, saben que es un farsante
Estoy cansado de los falsos, tarde o temprano los enfrentaremos
Y espero que tenga su glick, incluso si lo tiene, entonces lo vamos a disparar
Sabes que estoy pagado para siempre
Tengo esos billetes en mi bolsillo, no estoy haciendo salario mínimo
Él vende armas, entonces las conseguimos, no vine a jugar
Él sabe que dibujamos K's, pensó que nos desvaneceríamos
Perra, bueno, voy a dejar una mancha
Cutter nuevo, en un Cullinan como un traficante
No debería ser un problema, ahora que tenemos la información, ando con el viejo
Atravieso el barrio, mi mierda hace 'skrt', los jóvenes del barrio dicen "Oh, chico"
Conozco mi bolsa, treinta en mi cargador, a la mierda lo que sepas, chico
Brodie me acaba de decir 'genial, a la mierda', ahora ¿cómo lo vamos a jugar?
Les dije que nos sentaríamos en esa perra por un mes y luego la rociaremos
Ya que los negros se hacen los guays y dan la información de dónde están
Dejaremos que su bloque sea el lugar donde nos encontremos y juguemos
Todavía en el barrio con los D-Boyz, mantén la G-lock, sin señuelo
Peleando con negros viejos como Leroy, ¿qué parezco fumando a un niño?
Vamos a su bloque y que suene, disparamos a través de la TV, no hay opción
Él morirá para que yo me folle a su mamá, ella está húmeda
Lo he hecho desde el norte del estado hasta Carolina
Él dijo que lo hizo, no escuché nada de él
Lo vi en persona, no me importó
El negro murió en un accidente y jura que le disparó
Perra, no miento, puedo echarme una siesta, dar una vuelta, me visto como papá
Mi primo hace vudú, pone V's en un negro, no tengo que llamar a mi mejor tirador
Ando solo, solo y probablemente hablará como si estuviera en tiempo de pandilla
Estoy en tiempo de demonio, todavía disparo lo mío
Soy el mejor recluta de mi ciudad, ¿no lo soy?
Todavía salgo en público, estoy solo, ¿no es así?
Sabes que estoy pagado para siempre
Tengo esos billetes en mi bolsillo, no estoy haciendo salario mínimo
Él vende armas, entonces las conseguimos, no vine a jugar
Él sabe que dibujamos K's, pensó que nos desvaneceríamos
Perra, bueno, voy a dejar una mancha
Cutter nuevo, en un Cullinan como un traficante
No debería ser un problema, ahora que tenemos la información, ando con el viejo
Atravieso el barrio, mi mierda hace 'skrt', los jóvenes del barrio dicen "Oh, chico"
Conozco mi bolsa, treinta en mi cargador, a la mierda lo que sepas, chico
Brodie me acaba de decir 'genial, a la mierda', ahora ¿cómo lo vamos a jugar?
Les dije que nos sentaríamos en esa perra por un mes y luego la rociaremos
Ya que los negros se hacen los guays y dan la información de dónde están
Dejaremos que su bloque sea el lugar donde nos encontremos y juguemos
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