What It Is
By Wiz Khalifa
2024
3:38
Official Music Video
What It Is by Wiz Khalifa
Lyrics & Translation
English
Yeah...
Say it
New freestyle
Wiz Khalifa, let's go
I can see why you niggas mad, 'cause I'm living the life, gigging your wife
All I need's a spliff and I'm right
Changing the game, I'm sick with all the shit that I write
Piff to the mic, you faggot niggas listen and bite
All night, youngins pitchin' the white
Throw your run up on, the Wolves need a play to come up on
Try your luck you'll come up gone
Niggas notice the style
Look in ya eyes, I know that you foul
Snake niggas runnin' off at the mouth
Quick to gab to the cops and end up, getting clapped in they chops
I'm hazed up, all black in the drop
More stacks than a knot
A dime piece with spectacular top
The deep texts keep snapping the shots
But my niggas stay low
Clock big though, cops get no info
And I'm surrounded by the rules and the breakers
Toolies and bakers, hustlers, movers and shakers
Wild pitch that'll chew through your face quick
And me, I'm the same pimp
Hittin' your main chick
Switchin' the lane quick
I'm bent, but but the whip in control
Hit the stu, grab some shit I could roll
And it's off to the booth
It's real rap, yeah this youngin's the truth
A live nigga from the 4-1-deuce
Yeah, and that's my word, I'm sonning one of y'all niggas
Whatever you want, I'll punish one of y'all niggas
Fuck the small change, gunning for the large figures
It's young Khalifa, the prince sent from Allah's scriptures
And I believe in God, but I live non-religious
Smokin' weed to get by, deep in the dark trenches
Your team thinking you fly, really you all bitches
Your man, he couldn't ride, turned to the law witness
Shit's clear, this year what I'm gonna do
Is making hard for you to eat, like I'm the stomach flu
Yeah, yeah, the wolves on a hunt for you
On some flat tire shit, quick, put the pump to you
Yeah, yeah, the team 'bout stackin' man
Pittsburgh, middle east, steel city Taliban
Pistolvania be the state, you can call it Pakistan
Where young niggas deal with more weight than the average man
The best in my class, I'm the next to blow
Even if you put me in yours, I'll be the best of both
And I'm the hardest in this city, boy, next to Bo, GOV, what it is?
Yeah, this is what it is
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of What It Is by Wiz Khalifa
What It Is* (original Wiz Khalifa)
Yeah...
Say it
New freestyle
Wiz Khalifa, let's go
I can see why you niggas mad, 'cause I'm living the life, gigging your wife
All I need's a spliff and I'm right
Changing the game, I'm sick with all the shit that I write
Piff to the mic, you faggot niggas listen and bite
All night, youngins pitchin' the white
Throw your run up on, the Wolves need a play to come up on
Try your luck you'll come up gone
Niggas notice the style
Look in ya eyes, I know that you foul
Snake niggas runnin' off at the mouth
Quick to gab to the cops and end up, getting clapped in they chops
I'm hazed up, all black in the drop
More stacks than a knot
A dime piece with spectacular top
The deep texts keep snapping the shots
But my niggas stay low
Clock big though, cops get no info
And I'm surrounded by the rules and the breakers
Toolies and bakers, hustlers, movers and shakers
Wild pitch that'll chew through your face quick
And me, I'm the same pimp
Hittin' your main chick
Switchin' the lane quick
I'm bent, but but the whip in control
Hit the stu, grab some shit I could roll
And it's off to the booth
It's real rap, yeah this youngin's the truth
A live nigga from the 4-1-deuce
Yeah, and that's my word, I'm sonning one of y'all niggas
Whatever you want, I'll punish one of y'all niggas
Fuck the small change, gunning for the large figures
It's young Khalifa, the prince sent from Allah's scriptures
And I believe in God, but I live non-religious
Smokin' weed to get by, deep in the dark trenches
Your team thinking you fly, really you all bitches
Your man, he couldn't ride, turned to the law witness
Shit's clear, this year what I'm gonna do
Is making hard for you to eat, like I'm the stomach flu
Yeah, yeah, the wolves on a hunt for you
On some flat tire shit, quick, put the pump to you
Yeah, yeah, the team 'bout stackin' man
Pittsburgh, middle east, steel city Taliban
Pistolvania be the state, you can call it Pakistan
Where young niggas deal with more weight than the average man
The best in my class, I'm the next to blow
Even if you put me in yours, I'll be the best of both
And I'm the hardest in this city, boy, next to Bo, GOV, what it is?
Yeah, this is what it is
What It Is (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Sí...
Dilo
Nuevo freestyle
Wiz Khalifa, vamos
Puedo ver por qué ustedes, negros, están enojados, porque estoy viviendo la vida, acostándome con tu esposa
Todo lo que necesito es un porro y estoy bien
Cambiando el juego, soy un enfermo con toda la mierda que escribo
Piff al micrófono, ustedes, maricones, escuchan y copian
Toda la noche, los jóvenes vendiendo la blanca
Lanza tu carrera, los Lobos necesitan una jugada para surgir
Prueba tu suerte y desaparecerás
Los negros notan el estilo
Mira en tus ojos, sé que eres sucio
Negros víboras hablando de más
Rápidos para hablar con la policía y terminar, recibiendo un tiro en la boca
Estoy drogado, todo de negro en el descapotable
Más fajos que un nudo
Una belleza con un top espectacular
Los mensajes profundos siguen tomando las fotos
Pero mis negros se mantienen discretos
Ganan mucho, pero la policía no obtiene información
Y estoy rodeado de las reglas y los que las rompen
Armas y panaderos, estafadores, influyentes y agitadores
Un lanzamiento salvaje que te destrozará la cara rápido
Y yo, soy el mismo proxeneta
Acostándome con tu chica principal
Cambiando de carril rápido
Estoy doblado, pero el coche bajo control
Llego al estudio, agarro algo que pueda liar
Y directo a la cabina
Es rap de verdad, sí, este joven es la verdad
Un negro vivo del 4-1-dos
Sí, y esa es mi palabra, estoy dominando a uno de ustedes, negros
Lo que quieras, castigaré a uno de ustedes, negros
A la mierda el cambio pequeño, apuntando a las grandes cifras
Es el joven Khalifa, el príncipe enviado de las escrituras de Alá
Y creo en Dios, pero vivo sin religión
Fumando hierba para salir adelante, profundo en las oscuras trincheras
Tu equipo pensando que eres genial, en realidad todos son unas perras
Tu hombre, no pudo aguantar, se convirtió en testigo de la ley
La mierda está clara, este año lo que voy a hacer
Es hacer que te sea difícil comer, como si fuera la gripe estomacal
Sí, sí, los lobos a la caza de ti
En plan pinchazo, rápido, te pongo la bomba
Sí, sí, el equipo se trata de acumular, hombre
Pittsburgh, medio oriente, Talibán de la ciudad del acero
Pistolvania es el estado, puedes llamarlo Pakistán
Donde los jóvenes negros manejan más peso que el hombre promedio
El mejor de mi clase, soy el siguiente en explotar
Incluso si me pones en el tuyo, seré el mejor de ambos
Y soy el más duro de esta ciudad, chico, junto a Bo, GOV, ¿qué pasa?
Sí, esto es lo que es
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