Knife Talk Lyrics – Drake,21 Savage,Project Pat

Knife Talk 歌词 Lyrics by Drake,21 Savage,Project Pat

I gotta feed the streets, my pistol gon’ bleed the streets
我会壮大我的街区，我的火器会血洗街区
Ski mask on my face, sometimes you got to cheat
面罩在我头上戴，有时你得玩点小手段

To stay ahead in this b#tch-ard (Gang), drank syrup like it’s liquor
为了在这个破地方保持领先地位，我喝大力就想喝纯净水
Street life’ll have you catchin’ up to God quicker (Yeah, gang)
生于街头，我希望你的地位能赶超上帝

Sticker, Ak-40 to your liver
AK40火器瞄准你的要害
Let the chopper bang on you like a Blood or a Cripper (Gang)
火器爆鸣，仿佛看到血瘸激战

Flipper, so much bread, I’m a gymnast
赚的盆满钵满，而我是个双子座
Made so much money off of dummies, off of dummies (Yeah, gang)
不论情况如何，我们总是赚得盆满钵满

I’m mister body catcher, Slaughter Gang soul snatcher
我仿佛看到了那些捉尸人和盗魂者
Ain’t no regular F-150, this a ****in’ Raptor
这不是普通的F-150，而是一辆猛禽

No capper, street n***a, not a rapper
不说谎，街头分子不一定都能成为rapper
Chopper hit him and he turned into a booty clapper
他最终还是屈服在火器口下

Smith & Wesson, I’m 4L Gang reppin’
就像是Smith和Wesson，我是帮派的中坚力量
We done baptized morе n***as than the damn reverеnd (Yeah)
我们干掉的敌手比牧师还多

Kappa Alpha, me and my gang, we do all the steppin’
我就是头号，我和我的帮派一起浴血奋战
Who you checkin’? This FN shoot East to West End (Gang)
你在向谁挑衅？我的火器自东向西不断开火

Yeah, I heard Papi outside
我听到了外边有人呼喊着Drake的大名
And he got the double-R droppy outside
他坐进一辆劳斯莱斯，把敞篷打开

Checked the weather and it’s gettin’ real oppy outside
看看天气，外面天气越来越糟了
I’ma drop this sh*t and have these p#ssies droppin’ like some m********kin’—
开着敞篷闯出，看着这些不堪一击的小喽啰像多米诺骨牌一样一个接一个的倒下

Type of n***a that can’t look me in the eyes
剩下的残余分子都吓傻了，他们甚至都不敢正视我
I despise, When I see you, better put that ****in’ pride to the side
我鄙视你，当我看到你最好把你那自以为是放在一边

Many times, plenty times, I survived
好多次我都死里逃生
Beef is live, spoiler alert, this n***a dies
Beef接二连三的无预警空降，而对方几乎都以失败告终

Keep blickies, and you know the weed sticky
火器随身带，你知道这是进口好货
My finger itchy, the Glock like to leave hickeys
我现在手指发痒，手指就搭在木仓的扳机上

Your shooters iffy, a street punk could never diss me
你那些木仓手就别弄出来丢人了，一个街头混混永远不能奈我何
I come straight up out the 6, and we don’t spare sixties
我来自666 MAFIA，我们不整那些虚的

I **** with her, and **** with her, and her
我承认我玩弄了不少姑娘
I hit up err and tell him do the err, for sure
我走过去告诉他一定要这么做

Voodoo curse, it got him while I flew to Turks
我飞往土耳其的时候，他似乎陷入到一个奇怪的诅咒:疑似是Drake意y Kim Kardashian:
Know the dogs had to hit them where we knew it hurts
我知道我们要击打敌手的痛处，而且一击必中

Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on (Yeah)
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
N***a, gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on

N***a, gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
N***a, gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on

Let it bang, bang, let it bang, bang
让火器爆鸣，让子弹飞舞
‘Til his brains hang and his mama sang
直到他昏了头，耳边响起妈妈的歌

And the pastor sang and them bullets sang
牧师唱着，子弹也仿佛唱着歌
And them choppers sang and the choir sang
火器爆鸣声也仿佛化为唱诗班的声音

I’m on everything, Jacob charged me four-fifty for a tennis chain
我什么都做过，Jacob给了我一根链子
US Open, had it on us at the tennis game
我带着它去看网球比赛

Tell the coach don’t take me out, I like to finish games
告诉教练“不要让我中场出局”，我喜欢完成比赛
And my pen insane, and my men insane
网球绳似乎在歌唱，我身边的威胁似乎在歌唱

There’s like eighty of us now, that’s the scary thing
敌手似乎强过我们八十倍，这才是最可怕的
Sh*t they doin’ on that other side, embarrassing
他们在暗地里的暗箱操作真是让人丢尽了脸面

We in Paris with it, hundred carats with it
我们在巴黎拥有一切，拥有无数的钻石
All this sh*t is for my son, ’cause he’s inheritin’ it
这一切都是为了我儿子，因为他会继承这一切

If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you, Gang
制作人Metro Boomin的Tag
Metro
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on

Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
N***a, gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
N***a, gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on

Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
N***a, gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on, yeah
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Knife Talk Lyrics Pinyin

I gotta feed the streets, my pistol gon’ bleed the streets
wo hui zhuangda wo de jiequ, wo de huoqi hui xuexi jiequ
Ski mask on my face, sometimes you got to cheat
mianzhao zai wo tou shang dai, youshi ni de wan dian xiao shouduan

To stay ahead in this b#tch-ard (Gang), drank syrup like it’s liquor
weile zai zhege po difang baochi lingxian diwei, wo he dali jiu xiang he chunjing shui
Street life’ll have you catchin’ up to God quicker (Yeah, gang)
sheng yu jietou, wo xiwang ni di diwei neng gan chao shangdi

Sticker, Ak-40 to your liver
AK40 huoqi miaozhun ni de yao hai
Let the chopper bang on you like a Blood or a Cripper (Gang)
huoqi bao ming, fangfu kan dao xue que jizhan

Flipper, so much bread, I’m a gymnast
zhuan de pen man bo man, er wo shige shuangzizuo
Made so much money off of dummies, off of dummies (Yeah, gang)
bulun qingkuang ruhe, women zong shi zhuan de pen man bo man

I’m mister body catcher, Slaughter Gang soul snatcher
wo fangfu kan daole naxie zhuo shi ren he dao hun zhe
Ain’t no regular F-150, this a****in’ Raptor
zhe bushi putong de F-150, er shi yi liang mengqin

No capper, street n***a, not a rapper
bu shuohuang, jietou fenzi bu yiding du neng chengwei rapper
Chopper hit him and he turned into a booty clapper
ta zuizhong haishi qufu zai huoqi kou xia

Smith& Wesson, I’m 4L Gang reppin’
jiu xiang shi Smith he Wesson, wo shi bangpai de zhongjian liliang
We done baptized more n***as than the damn reverend (Yeah)
women gandiao de dishou bi mushi hai duo

Kappa Alpha, me and my gang, we do all the steppin’
wo jiushi touhao, wo he wo de bangpai yiqi yuxue fenzhan
Who you checkin’? This FN shoot East to West End (Gang)
ni zai xiang shei tiaoxin? Wo de huoqi zi dong xiang xi buduan kaihuo

Yeah, I heard Papi outside
wo ting daole waibian youren huhanzhe Drake de daming
And he got the double-R droppy outside
ta zuo jin yi liang lao si lai si, ba changpeng dakai

Checked the weather and it’s gettin’ real oppy outside
kan kan tianqi, waimian tianqi yue lai yue zaole
I’ma drop this sh*t and have these p#ssies droppin’ like some m********kin’—
kaizhe changpeng chuang chu, kanzhe zhexie bukan yi ji de xiao lou luo xiang duominuo gupai yiyang yige jie yige de dao xia

Type of n***a that can’t look me in the eyes
sheng xia de canyu fenzi dou xia shale, tamen shenzhi dou bu gan zhengshi wo
I despise, When I see you, better put that****in’ pride to the side
wo bishi ni, dang wo kan dao ni zui hao ba ni na ziyiweishi fang zai yibian

Many times, plenty times, I survived
haoduo ci wo du si li taosheng
Beef is live, spoiler alert, this n***a dies
Beef jie’erliansan de wu yujing kongjiang, er duifang jihu dou yi shibai gaozhong

Keep blickies, and you know the weed sticky
huoqi suishen dai, ni zhidao zhe shi jinkou hao huo
My finger itchy, the Glock like to leave hickeys
wo xianzai shouzhi fa yang, shouzhi jiu da zai mu cang de banji shang

Your shooters iffy, a street punk could never diss me
ni naxie mu cang shou jiu bie nong chulai diurenle, yige jietou hunhun yongyuan buneng nai wo he
I come straight up out the 6, and we don’t spare sixties
wo laizi 666 MAFIA, women buzheng naxie xu de

I**** with her, and**** with her, and her
wo chengren wo wan nong liao bu shao guniang
I hit up err and tell him do the err, for sure
wo zou guoqu gaosu ta yiding yao zheme zuo

Voodoo curse, it got him while I flew to Turks
wo fei wang tu’erqi de shihou, ta sihu xianru dao yige qiguai de zuzhou: Yisi shi Drake yi y Kim Kardashian:
Know the dogs had to hit them where we knew it hurts
wo zhidao women yao ji da dishou de tongchu, erqie yi ji bizhong

Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on (Yeah)
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
N***a, gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on

N***a, gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
N***a, gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on

Let it bang, bang, let it bang, bang
rang huoqi bao ming, rang zidan feiwu
‘Til his brains hang and his mama sang
zhidao ta hunle tou, er bian xiangqi mama de ge

And the pastor sang and them bullets sang
mushi changzhe, zidan ye fangfu changzhe ge
And them choppers sang and the choir sang
huoqi bao ming sheng ye fangfu hua wei changshi ban de shengyin

I’m on everything, Jacob charged me four-fifty for a tennis chain
wo shenme dou zuoguo,Jacob geile wo yi gen lianzi
US Open, had it on us at the tennis game
wo daizhe ta qu kan wangqiu bisai

Tell the coach don’t take me out, I like to finish games
gaosu jiaolian “buyao rang wo zhong chang chuju”, wo xihuan wancheng bisai
And my pen insane, and my men insane
wangqiu sheng sihu zai gechang, wo shenbian de weixie sihu zai gechang

There’s like eighty of us now, that’s the scary thing
dishou sihu qiangguo women bashi bei, zhe cai shi zui kepa de
Sh*t they doin’ on that other side, embarrassing
tamen zai andili de anxiang caozuo zhenshi rang ren diu jinle lianmian

We in Paris with it, hundred carats with it
women zai bali yongyou yiqie, yongyou wu shu de zuanshi
All this sh*t is for my son, ’cause he’s inheritin’ it
zhe yiqie dou shi weile wo erzi, yinwei ta hui jicheng zhe yiqie

If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you, Gang
zhizuo ren Metro Boomin de Tag
Metro
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on

Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
N***a, gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
N***a, gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on

Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
N***a, gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on
Gang sh*t, that’s all I’m on, yeah
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Knife Talk Lyrics English

I Gotta Feed The Streets, My Pistol Gon ‘Bleed The Streets
I will grow my neighborhood, my firearm will be washed the district
Ski Mask on My Face, Sometimes you got to cheat
The mask is worn on my head, sometimes you have to play a little means

To stay ahead in this b#tch-ARD (Gang), Drank Syrup Like It’s Liquor
In order to stay in this way, I want to drink pure water.
Street Life’ll Have You Catchin ‘Up To God Quicker (YEAH, GANG)
Born in the street, I hope your status can catch up with God

Sticker, AK-40 to your Liver
AK40 firearm aims your key
Let the chopper bang on you like a blood or a cripper (gang)
The firearm is bursting, as if seeing bloody battle

Flipper, So Much Bread, I’m A Gymnast
Earn the pot is full, and I am a golden seat.
Made So Much Money Off of Dummies, Off of Dummies (YEAH, GANG)
Regardless of the situation, we always make a lot of money.

I’m Mister Body Catcher, Slaughter Gang Soul Soul Snatcher
I seem to see those caught people and the souls.
AIN’t No Regular F-150, this a **** in ‘Raptor
This is not ordinary F-150, but a ram poultry

No capper, street n *** a, not a rapper
Do not lying, the street molecules do not necessarily become RAPPER
Chopper Hit Him and He Turned Into A Booty Clapper
He eventually succumbed under the firearmers

Smith & amp; WESSON, I’M 4L GANG Reppin ‘
Just like smith and wesson, I am the backbone of the gang.
We done baptized morе n *** as Than the Damn Reverеnd (Yeah)
The enemy we have lost is more than the pastor.

Kappa alpha, me and my gang, we do all the step
I am the first number, I have a bloody battle with my gang.
Who you checkin ‘? This fn shartment east to west end (gang)
Who are you challenging? My firearm is constantly opened from China

Yeah, I Heard Papi Outside
I heard someone who shouted with Drake.
And He Got The double-r Droppy Outside
He sits in a Rolls Royce and opens the hood.

Checked The Weather And It’s Gettin ‘Real Oppy Outside
Take a look at the weather, the weather is getting worse and worse.
I’MA DROP this sh * t and have these p#ssies droppin ‘Like Some M ******** KIN’-
Open the hood, looked at these unbearable little 啰, like a Domino, one picking one

Type of n *** a That Can’t Look ME in The EES
The remaining residual molecules are scared, they don’t even dare to face me.
I despise, when i see you, better put that **** in ‘pride to the side
I despise you, when I see you is best to put your thought is one side

Many Times, Plenty Times, I Survived
I have been escaping many times.
BEEF is Live, Spoiler Alert, this n *** a dies
BEEF has no warning airborne, and the other party ends with failure

Keep Blickies, and you know the weed sticky
The firearman belongs, you know this is imported good goods
My finger itchy, The glock like to let Hickeys
I now itch now, and my finger is on the trigger of the wooden bin.

Your Shooters iffy, A Street Punk Could Never Diss Me
Don’t get lost in your wooden warehouse, you can’t help me.
I come straight up out the 6, and we don’t spare Sixties
I am from 666 mafia, we don’t feel the virtual

I **** with her, and **** with her, and her
I admit that I played a lot of girls.
I Hit Up Err and Tell Him Do The Err, for Sure
I walked over and told him to do this.

Voodoo Curse, It Got Him While I Flew Turks
When I flew to Turkey, he seems to have fallen into a strange curse: suspected Drake Yikik Kardashian:
KNOW the dogs had to hit the where we knew it hurts
I know that we have to hit the enemy’s pain, and one hits will

Gang Sh * T, That’s All I’m on (YEAH)
Gang Sh * T, That’s all I’m on
N *** a, gang sh * t, That’s all I’m on
Gang Sh * T, That’s all I’m on

N *** a, gang sh * t, That’s all I’m on
Gang Sh * T, That’s all I’m on
N *** a, gang sh * t, That’s all I’m on
Gang Sh * T, That’s all I’m on

Let IT Bang, Bang, Let It Bang, Bang
Let the firearm burst, let the bullets fly
‘Til His Brains Hang and His Mama SANG
Until, he fainted, the song sounded in the ear

And the Pastor Sang and Them Bullets SANG
The pastor sang, the bullet also as if sang songs
And the choppers SANG and the choir sang
The firearm burst also seems to be the voice of singing poeties

I’m on everything, Jacob Charged Me Four-Fifty For a Tennis Chain
I have done anything, Jacob gave me a chain
US Open, Had It On Us at the Tennis Game
I take it to see tennis games.

Tell the Coach Don’t take me out, i like to finish games
Tell the coach “Don’t let me go out”, I like to complete the game.
And my pen insane, and my men insane
Tennis rope seems to be singing, the threat around me seems to be singing

There’s Like Eighty of US Now, That’s The Scary Thing
The enemy seems to be more than eight times, this is the most terrible
Sh * t they doin ‘on That Other Side, Embarrassing
Their dark box operation in the dark is really a face.

We in paris with it, hundred carats with it
We have everything in Paris, with countless diamonds
All this sh * t is for my Son, ‘Cause He’s Inheritin’ IT
All this is for my son, because he will inherit all this.

If Young Metro Don’t Trust You I’m Gon ‘Shoot you, Gang
Make people Metro Boomin TAG
Metro
Gang Sh * T, That’s all I’m on

Gang Sh * T, That’s all I’m on
N *** a, gang sh * t, That’s all I’m on
Gang Sh * T, That’s all I’m on
N *** a, gang sh * t, That’s all I’m on

Gang Sh * T, That’s all I’m on
N *** a, gang sh * t, That’s all I’m on
Gang Sh * T, That’s All I’m on, yeah
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Drake,21 Savage,Project Pat Lyrics – Knife Talk

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Knife Talk