TRANKY FUNKY English Translation Lyrics by Trueno
(Oh-ah, oh-ah, mommy, we are the light
That doesn’t go out as long as you’re here
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh-ah, oh-ah, let’s take a spin in the hood
Let’s blend in within the crowd)
If the boys ask for rap, then
Ah, ah, yeah
Let’s go again (Ah), back to the game (Yeah)
The boys know who asks for rap, I tell them “hold on”, ha
Yeah, and they don’t see me through the window
Because I’m the one driving the fuckin’ FEN train (Ha)
I got it, I got it, what do you need? They got it
Don’t compare me, man, we’re already like fathers here
Crossing the seas, reaching places
From Argentina to the world, let the party not stop
So much flow they ask me to stop
I’m the light for my gangsta neighborhood
A grand flash master and if there’s no more dough
I move all the rhythms as if I were a hustler
So much flow they ask me to stop
I’m the light for my gangsta hood
A grand flash master and if there’s no more dough
I move all the rhythms as if I were a— (Were a)
Oh-ah, oh-ah, mommy, we are the light
That doesn’t go out as long as you’re here
Oh-ah, oh-ah, let’s take a spin in the hood
Let’s blend in within the crowd
Chill, chill, chill
Ch-Ch-Chill, funky, funky, funky
Chill, chill, chill
Ch-Ch-Chill, funky, funky, funky, funky
Ah
Chill, funky, whoopty wop
I feel like ODB smoking Brooklyn Zoo
Hey, yo, chill, funky, whoopty wop
We’re gonna go around the world, this is for my crew
Hey, yo, chill, funky, funky, funky
I’m a Shook Ones in your head like Mobb Deep
Chill, funky, whoopty wop
And I don’t even think about it, it’s a matter of attitude
I got so much flow they ask me to stop
I’m the light for my gangsta hood
A grand flash master and if there’s no more dough
I move all the rhythms like a—, yeah
Oh-ah, oh-ah, mommy, we are the light
That doesn’t go out as long as you’re here
Oh-ah, oh-ah, let’s take a spin in the hood
Let’s blend in within the crowd
Oh-ah, oh-ah, mommy, we are the light
That doesn’t go out as long as you’re here
Oh-ah, oh-ah, let’s take a spin in the hood
Let’s blend in within the crowd
Hey, yo, chill, funky, funky, funky
I’m a Shook Ones in your head like Mobb Deep
Chill, funky, whoopty wop
And I don’t even think about it, it’s a matter of—, I don’t even—, hustler
Hey, yo, chill, funky, funky, funky
I’m a Shook Ones in your head like Mobb Deep
Chill, funky, whoopty wop
And I don’t even think about it, it’s a matter of attitude