Translation of the song lyrics Hva Så Min Neger? - Kesi, Johnson, Kayreem

Hva Så Min Neger? (original)

Hva' de er, min neger, hva' de gør, min neger
Kan en ung spiller nu ikk' lave penge mere?
Hva' så, min neger, hvad' i virkeligheden godt, min neger?
Kan en ung spiller nu ikk' regulere mere?
Penge opp' i luften (eyh), nye sko på jorden (eyh)
Modeller på min' arm', læbestift på skjorten
Hva' så, min neger (eyh)
Hva' de er, min neger (eyh)
Min' dreng' de i bygning' med flasker — ikk' en ny ting
Og vi' høje som en flyving', så det kører rundt som cykling
Dine drenge kan ikke komme inde, som var de flygtning'
Og det syge er, vi bawler bare, din dame er helt over mig
Det' hundred' hun ikk' sover her, jeg boller hende, og hun går herfra
Hvis jeg ikke er den vildeste, hvem er så?
Hva' din neger, fjern dig, drømme om en topløs Mercer
Mens piger er topløs', kun fordi jeg er her
Det så svært, at være et ung stilikon
De bærer det, fordi de så det på mig i videoen
Jeg' så i min zon', jeg lever livet, I kan ikk' lege med (oh)
Nej vel, for jeg følger kun en: Mig selv, ham i spejlet
Hva' de er, min neger, hva' de gør, min neger
Kan en ung spiller nu ikk' lave penge mere?
Hva' så, min neger, hvad' i virkeligheden godt, min neger?
Kan en ung spiller nu ikk' regulere mere?
Penge opp' i luften (eyh), nye sko på jorden (eyh)
Modeller på min' arm', læbestift på skjorten
Hva' så, min neger (eyh)
Hva' de er, min neger (eyh)
Yeah, smid de hænder op, hvis du forstår mig, homie
Den her den går ud til alle min' niggers, som der bawler or’nli'
Dem der på det grime — tidligt op og sent i seng
Dem der laver penge, men startede med ingenting
Hvor min' tøser henne, der kan købe deres egen Stoli
Lækre, uafhængige bitches med deres egen money
Min nigger Stefano i Atlanta kører tre jobs
Forsørger hele sin familie — hva' du gal for?
Fuck, om du ikk' har en klejn', bare du på det grime
Så kommer det en dag, det' kun dig selv, der står i vejen
Det' ligegyldigt, hvad de siger, de så selvhøjtidelig'
Hvem gider høre på nogen, der' til at lukke op og skid' i
Hva' de er, min neger, hva' de gør, min neger
Kan en ung spiller nu ikk' lave penge mere?
Hva' så, min neger, hvad' i virkeligheden godt, min neger?
Kan en ung spiller nu ikk' regulere mere?
Penge opp' i luften (eyh), nye sko på jorden (eyh)
Modeller på min' arm', læbestift på skjorten
Hva' så, min neger (eyh)
Hva' de er, min neger (eyh)

(translation)

What they are, my nigga, what they do, my nigga
Can a young player now make more money?
What's that, my nigga, what's really good, my nigga?
Can a young player now regulate more?
Money up in the air (eyh), new shoes on the ground (eyh)
Models on my arm, lipstick on the shirt
So what, my nigga (eyh)
What they are, my nigga (eyh)
My boy, they're building with bottles — not a new thing
And we' high as an airplane wing, so it goes around like cycling
Your boys can't come in like they were the refugee'
And the sick thing is, we're just bawling, your lady is all over me
Det' hundred' she ikk' sleeps here, I bun her and she leaves here
If I'm not the wildest, who is?
What, you nigga, get away, dream of a topless Mercer
While girls are topless' only because I'm here
It was so hard to be a young style icon
They wear it because they saw it on me in the video
I saw in my zone, I live the life, you can't play with (oh)
Well, no, because I only follow one: Myself, the one in the mirror
What they are, my nigga, what they do, my nigga
Can a young player now make more money?
What's that, my nigga, what's really good, my nigga?
Can a young player now regulate more?
Money up in the air (eyh), new shoes on the ground (eyh)
Models on my arm, lipstick on the shirt
So what, my nigga (eyh)
What they are, my nigga (eyh)
Yeah, throw those hands up if you get me, homie
This one goes out to all my niggas that bawl or'nli'
Those on the halter — early up and late to bed
Those who make money but started with nothing
Where my girls can buy their own Stoli
Delicious, independent bitches with their own money
My nigger Stefano in Atlanta works three jobs
Supporting his whole family — what are you mad about?
Fuck, if you don't have a little one, just you on the halter
Then one day, it's only you who stands in the way
It' doesn't matter what they say, they so self-congratulatory'
Who wants to listen to someone who's going to shut up and shit
What they are, my nigga, what they do, my nigga
Can a young player now make more money?
What's that, my nigga, what's really good, my nigga?
Can a young player now regulate more?
Money up in the air (eyh), new shoes on the ground (eyh)
Models on my arm, lipstick on the shirt
So what, my nigga (eyh)
What they are, my nigga (eyh)