๐ŸŽง ๋‹ค๋ฒ ์ด๋น„ (DaBaby) - ROCKSTAR (Feat. Roddy Ricch) [๊ฐ€์‚ฌ/ํ•ด์„/ํ•œ๊ตญ์–ด ์ž๋ง‰]

๐ŸŽง ๋‹ค๋ฒ ์ด๋น„ (DaBaby) - ROCKSTAR (Feat. Roddy Ricch) [๊ฐ€์‚ฌ/ํ•ด์„/ํ•œ๊ตญ์–ด ์ž๋ง‰]

[Intro: DaBaby] Woo, woo I pull up like ๋‚œ ์ฐจ๋ฅผ ์„ธ์›Œ How you pull up, Baby? How you pull up? (Oh, oh,โ€…oh) ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ์ง€๋‚ด, ์ž๊ธฐ? Howโ€…you pull up?โ€…I pull up (Woo, SethInTheKitchen) ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ์ง€๋‚ด๋Š”๋ฐ? ๋‚œ ์ฐจ๋ฅผ ์„ธ์›Œ [Chorus: DaBaby] Let's go ๊ฐ€์ž! Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car ์ƒˆ๋กœ ์‚ฐ ๋žŒ๋ณด๋ฅด๊ธฐ๋‹ˆ, ๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ์ฐจ๋Š” X๊นŒ With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah) ํ—ˆ๋ฆฌ์ถค์— ๊ถŒ์ด์„ ๊ผฝ์•„, ๋งˆ์น˜ ๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? ์ง„์งœ ๋ฝ์Šคํƒ€์ธ ๋‚จ์ž๋ฅผ ๋งŒ๋‚˜ ๋ณธ ์  ์žˆ์–ด? This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo) ์ด๊ฑด ๊ธฐํƒ€๊ฐ€ ์•„๋ƒ X๋…„์•„, ๊ถŒ์ด์ด์ง€ My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo) ๋‚ด ์ด์ด ์ž๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๊ผญ ์จ๋‹ฌ๋ผ๊ณ  ๋ถ€ํƒํ•˜๋„ค You better let me go the day you need me (Woo) ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ํ•„์š”ํ•  ๋• ๋ง์„ค์ด์ง€ ๋ง๊ณ  ๋‚  ๋ถˆ๋Ÿฌ Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (Woo) ๋‚˜๋ณด๋‹ค ๋ชปํ•œ ๋†ˆํ•˜๊ณ  ๋†€์•„๋‚œ๋‹ค๋ฉด, ๋ฐ”๋กœ ๊ฐˆ๊ฒจ๋ฒ„๋ ค And if I ain't enough, go get the chop ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋„ˆํ•œํ…Œ ๋ถ€์กฑํ•˜๋‹ค๋ฉด, ๋ฐ”๋กœ ๋ˆ์„ ๋ฒŒ๋Ÿฌ๊ฐ€ [Verse 1: DaBaby] It's safe to say I earned it, ain't a nigga gave me nothin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah) ๋‹ค ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ด๋ค„๋‚ธ ๊ฑฐ์ž–์•„, ๋‚  ๋„์™€์ค€ ๋†ˆ ํ•˜๋‚˜ ์—†์œผ๋‹ˆ I'm ready to hop out on a nigga, get to bustin' ๋ˆ„๊ตฌ๋“  ๋‹ด๊ธ€ ์ค€๋น„๋์ง€, ๋ฐ”๋กœ ๊ฐˆ๊ฒจ๋ฒ„๋ ค Know you heard me say, "You play, you lay," don't make me push the button "๋„ค ์ƒํ™ฉ์—์„œ ์ตœ์„ ์„ ๋‹คํ•ด"๋ผ๊ณ  ๋งํ•œ ๊ฑฐ ๋“ค์—ˆ์ž–์•„, ๋นก์น˜๊ฒŒ ํ•˜์ง€ ๋งˆ Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a fuckin' bucket ๋ผˆ์— ์‚ฌ๋ฌด์น˜๋˜ ๋‚ ๋“ค, ํ˜๋ ธ๋˜ ๋ˆˆ๋ฌผ์€ ์–‘๋™์ด๋ฅผ ์ฑ„์šฐ๊ณ ๋„ ๋‚จ์•„ Goin' for buckets, I bought a chopper ์ฐจ์— ํƒ€, AK๋ฅผ ์ƒ€์–ด I got a big drum, it hold a hundred, ain't goin' for nothin' ๋Œ€์šฉ๋Ÿ‰ ํƒ„์ฐฝ์ด, ๋ฐฑ ๋ฐœ์ด ๋“ค์–ด๊ฐ€, ์ž๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ์žก์•„ I'm ready to air it out on all these niggas, I can see 'em runnin' ์ด ์ƒˆ๋ผ๋“คํ•œํ…Œ ๊ฐˆ๊ธธ ์ค€๋น„๊ฐ€ ๋์ง€, ๋…€์„๋“ค ๋„๋ง๊ฐ€๊ธฐ ๋ฐ”์˜๋„ค Just talked to my mama, she hit me on FaceTime just to check up on me and my brother ์—„๋งˆ๋ž‘ ํ†ตํ™”ํ–ˆ์–ด, ๋‚˜๋ž‘ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ํ˜•์ด ์ž˜ ์ง€๋‚ด๋Š”์ง€ ๋ณด๋ ค๊ณ  FaceTime์„ I'm really the baby, she know that her youngest son was always guaranteed to get the money (Okay, let's go) ๋‚œ ์ง„์งœ๋ฐฐ๊ธฐ, ์—„๋งˆ๋Š” ๋ง‰๋‚ด์•„๋“ค์ด ๋ˆ์„ ์“ธ์–ด๋‹ด์„ ๊ฑฐ๋ž€ ๊ฑธ ํ•ญ์ƒ ์•Œ๊ณ  ๊ณ„์…จ์ง€ She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot ๋ง‰๋‘ฅ์ด ๋…€์„์ด ๋ˆ๋‹ค๋ฐœ์„ ์ฑ™๊ธธ ๊ฑฐ๋ž€ ๊ฑธ ํ•ญ์ƒ ์•Œ๊ณ  ๊ณ„์…จ๊ณ  She know what I do, she know 'fore I run from a nigga, I'ma pull it out and shoot (Boom) ์—„๋งˆ๋Š” ๋‚  ์ž˜ ์•„์‹œ์ง€, ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋„๋ง์น˜๊ธฐ๋ณด๋‹จ ์ด์„ ๊บผ๋‚ด์„œ ๊ฐˆ๊ธฐ๋Š” ๋†ˆ์ด๋ผ๋Š” ๊ฒƒ๋„ PTSD, I'm always waking up in cold sweats like I got the flu PTSD, ํ•ญ์ƒ ์‹์€๋•€์„ ํ˜๋ฆฌ๋ฉฐ ์ž ์—์„œ ๊นจ, ๊ฐ๊ธฐ ๊ฑธ๋ฆฐ ๊ฒƒ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ My daughter a G, she saw me kill a nigga in front of her before the age of two ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๋”ธ๋„ ์ง„์งœ๋ฐฐ๊ธฐ, 2์‚ด ๋•Œ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ƒˆ๋ผ๋“ค ์ฃฝ์ด๋Š” ๋ชจ์Šต์„ ๋ˆˆ์•ž์—์„œ ๋ดค์ง€ And I'll kill another nigga too ๋˜ ์•„๋น ๋Š” ๊ทธ ๋ˆ„๊ตฌ๋“  ๋‹ค ์ฃฝ์ผ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‹จ๋‹ค 'Fore I let another nigga do somethin' to you ๋†ˆ๋“ค์ด ๋„ˆํ•œํ…Œ ๋ฌด์Šจ ์ง“์„ ํ•˜๊ธฐ ์ „์— ๋ง์ด์•ผ Long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different ๊ทธ๊ฑธ ์•ˆ๋‹ค๋ฉด, ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ๋†ˆ๋“ค์ด ํ•˜๋Š” ํ—›์†Œ๋ฆฌ๋Š” ๋“ฃ์ง€ ๋ง๋ ด Daddy love you (Yeah, yeah) ์•„๋น ๋Š” ๋„ ์‚ฌ๋ž‘ํ•œ๋‹จ๋‹ค [Chorus: DaBaby] Let's go ๊ฐ€์ž! Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car ์ƒˆ๋กœ ์‚ฐ ๋žŒ๋ณด๋ฅด๊ธฐ๋‹ˆ, ๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ์ฐจ๋Š” X๊นŒ With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah) ํ—ˆ๋ฆฌ์ถค์— ๊ถŒ์ด์„ ๊ผฝ์•„, ๋งˆ์น˜ ๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? ์ง„์งœ ๋ฝ์Šคํƒ€์ธ ๋‚จ์ž๋ฅผ ๋งŒ๋‚˜ ๋ณธ ์  ์žˆ์–ด? This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo) ์ด๊ฑด ๊ธฐํƒ€๊ฐ€ ์•„๋ƒ X๋…„์•„, ๊ถŒ์ด์ด์ง€ My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo) ๋‚ด ์ด์ด ์ž๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๊ผญ ์จ๋‹ฌ๋ผ๊ณ  ๋ถ€ํƒํ•˜๋„ค You better let me go the day you need me (Woo) ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ํ•„์š”ํ•  ๋• ๋ง์„ค์ด์ง€ ๋ง๊ณ  ๋‚  ๋ถˆ๋Ÿฌ Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (Woo) ๋‚˜๋ณด๋‹ค ๋ชปํ•œ ๋†ˆํ•˜๊ณ  ๋†€์•„๋‚œ๋‹ค๋ฉด, ๋ฐ”๋กœ ๊ฐˆ๊ฒจ๋ฒ„๋ ค And if I ain't enough, go get the chop ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋„ˆํ•œํ…Œ ๋ถ€์กฑํ•˜๋‹ค๋ฉด, ๋ฐ”๋กœ ๋ˆ์„ ๋ฒŒ๋Ÿฌ๊ฐ€ [Verse 2: Roddy Ricch] Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban ์„œ๋ฒ„๋ฒˆ์„ ๋ชฐ ๋• ํ•ญ์ƒ ๊ถŒ์ด๊ณผ ํ•จ๊ป˜ 'Cause the codeine had a young nigga swervin' ์ฝ”๋ฐ์ธ์— ๋ง›์ด ๊ฐ„ ํ’‹๋‚ด๊ธฐ๋“ค์ด ํ•œ๋‘˜์ด ์•„๋‹ˆ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent ์ด์•Œ์ด ๋งŽ์•„, ์ƒˆ๋ผ๋“ค ํ”ผ๋กœ ์ ์‹œ๋Š” ๋‚ด ๋ชจ์Šต ์ข€ ๋ด And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey ๋˜ ๋ˆ์„ ๋ฒŒ์–ด, ๋‚ด ์ ธ์ง€์— ๋‹ค์ด์•„๊ฐ€ ๋ฐ•ํ˜€์žˆ๋Š” ์ด์œ  Slide on opps' side and flip the block back, yeah, yeah ์ ๋“ค ๊ตฌ์—ญ์— ์ณ๋“ค์–ด๊ฐ€, ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณค ๋‹ค ๋บ์–ด๋ฒ„๋ฆฌ์ง€, yeah, yeah My junior popped him and left him lopsided, yeah, yeah ๋‚ด ์ด์ด ๋†ˆ์„ ๋งž์ถฐ, ํ”ฝ ์“ฐ๋Ÿฌ์ง€๋Š” ๋…€์„, yeah, yeah We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman ๋†ˆ๋“ค ๋™๋„ค๋ฅผ ๋Œ์•„๋‹ค๋…€, ์ „๋ถ€ ์ฑ™๊ฒจ๋ฒ„๋ ค, ๋งˆ์น˜ ๋ฐ๋‹ˆ์Šค ๋กœ๋“œ๋งจ Fool me one time, you can't cross me again ๋‚  ๊ฐ€์ง€๊ณ  ๋…ธ๋Š” ์ˆœ๊ฐ„, ๋‹ค์‹  ๋ชป ๊น์น˜๊ฒŒ ๋งŒ๋“ค์–ด๋ฒ„๋ ค Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind 1,200๋งˆ๋ ฅ, ๋ฐ”๋žŒ ์†์—์„œ ๊ธธ์„ ์žƒ์–ด๋ฒ„๋ ค If he talkin' on the yard, the pen' dogs'll take his chin ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๋™๋„ค์—์„œ ๊นŒ๋ถ„๋‹ค๋ฉด, ๋นก์„ผ ์นœ๊ตฌ๋“ค์ด ๋„ค ํ„ฑ์„ ๊ฐˆ๊ฒจ๋ฒ„๋ ค Maybach SUV for my refugees ๋‚ด ์ฃฝ๋งˆ๊ณ ์šฐ๋“ค์—๊ฒ ๋งˆ์ด๋ฐ”ํ SUV Buy blocks in the hood, put money in the streets ๋™๋„ค๋ฅผ ํ†ต์งธ๋กœ ์‚ฌ๋ฒ„๋ ค, ๊ธธ๋ฐ”๋‹ฅ์— ๋ˆ์„ ํผ๋ถ€์–ด I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station ์ƒˆ๋ผ๋“ค ์ฃผ์œ ์†Œ์—์„œ ๋‚  ๋ฎ์ณค์„ ๋•Œ, ๋‚œ ํ˜ผ์ž์˜€์ง€ Had it on me, thirty thousand, thought it was my last day ์ง€๊ฐ‘์—๋Š” 3์ฒœ๋งŒ ์›, ๋‚ด ๋งˆ์ง€๋ง‰ ๋‚ ์ธ ์ค„ ์•Œ์•˜์ง€ But they ain't even want no smoke ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ๋…€์„๋“ค์€ ์‹ธ์šฐ๊ณ  ์‹ถ์–ด ํ•˜์ง€๋„ ์•Š์•˜์–ด If I had to choose it, murder what she wrote ์„ ํƒํ•ด์•ผ ํ–ˆ๋‹ค๋ฉด, ๋ชจ๋‘ ๋‹ค ์ฃฝ์—ฌ๋ฒ„๋ ธ์„๊ฑธ [Chorus: DaBaby] Let's go ๊ฐ€์ž! Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car ์ƒˆ๋กœ ์‚ฐ ๋žŒ๋ณด๋ฅด๊ธฐ๋‹ˆ, ๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ์ฐจ๋Š” X๊นŒ With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah) ํ—ˆ๋ฆฌ์ถค์— ๊ถŒ์ด์„ ๊ผฝ์•„, ๋งˆ์น˜ ๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? ์ง„์งœ ๋ฝ์Šคํƒ€์ธ ๋‚จ์ž๋ฅผ ๋งŒ๋‚˜ ๋ณธ ์  ์žˆ์–ด? This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo) ์ด๊ฑด ๊ธฐํƒ€๊ฐ€ ์•„๋ƒ X๋…„์•„, ๊ถŒ์ด์ด์ง€ My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo) ๋‚ด ์ด์ด ์ž๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๊ผญ ์จ๋‹ฌ๋ผ๊ณ  ๋ถ€ํƒํ•˜๋„ค You better let me go the day you need me (Woo) ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ํ•„์š”ํ•  ๋• ๋ง์„ค์ด์ง€ ๋ง๊ณ  ๋‚  ๋ถˆ๋Ÿฌ Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (Woo) ๋‚˜๋ณด๋‹ค ๋ชปํ•œ ๋†ˆํ•˜๊ณ  ๋†€์•„๋‚œ๋‹ค๋ฉด, ๋ฐ”๋กœ ๊ฐˆ๊ฒจ๋ฒ„๋ ค And if I ain't enough, go get the chop ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋„ˆํ•œํ…Œ ๋ถ€์กฑํ•˜๋‹ค๋ฉด, ๋ฐ”๋กœ ๋ˆ์„ ๋ฒŒ๋Ÿฌ๊ฐ€ ๊ฐ€์‚ฌ ํ•ด์„ / HIPHOPPLAYA ๋ฐ•์„์ฐฌ [email protected] ๊ฐ€์‚ฌ ํ•ด์„ ์ž๋ฃŒ๋Š” ์ƒ์—…์  ์ด์šฉ์„ ์ œ์™ธํ•˜๊ณ  ์ถœ์ฒ˜๋ฅผ ๋ฐํ˜€์ฃผ์‹œ๊ณ  ์ž์œ ๋กญ๊ฒŒ ์‚ฌ์šฉํ•˜์‹ค ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค.