A 16 ans - N.A.P.

A 16 ans - N.A.P.

  • Year of release: 1999
  • Language: French
  • Duration: 3:43

Below is the lyrics of the song A 16 ans , artist - N.A.P. with translation

Lyrics " A 16 ans "

Original text with translation

A 16 ans

N.A.P.

Original text

J’ai iti u mec de d’vant d’ceux qui trannent au croisement

T’es trop jeune pour comprendre qu’l’influence te ment.

Sur les vingt trente mecs autour de toi y'' personne

Attends d’jtre un peu plus vieux pour saisir mes paroles.

Avant, on parlait le mjme verlan, on portait les mjmes vjtements

Quand tu riflichis y’en a trop qui sont morts bjt’ment

La zone fait riflichir les vrais et grade les bouffons

Pense ' ceux qui lerga en bas n’ai je pas raison,

Tombis pour les mjmes bjtises les petits grandissent

Et pose ton gun, laisse pas tranner ton fils

T’as eu l’exemple des grands, par insouciance t’imite quand mjme,

T’actualises l’inconsistance, p’tit, j’ai fait pareil,

La rue t’fait croire qu’elle t’aime cousin en vrai elle t’carotte

Tu vas br{ler tes ailes frangin si tu t’y frottes

Moi d’puis perpette, aux blhmes, j’ai dis ciao ciao

Entre le lerdea d’la ths et l’prophhte, choisis ton hiros.

A seize ans souvent, tu t’crois plus intelligent,

Moins influegable que ceux qu’avaient ton bge avant.

A seize ans, mais tu commets les mjmes erreurs

Song translation

I got a guy in front of those hanging out at the crossroads

You're too young to understand that the influence is lying to you.

Out of the twenty thirty guys around you, there's no one

Wait until I'm a little older to catch my words.

Before, we spoke the same verlan, we wore the same clothes

When you laugh there are too many who are dead bjt'ment

The zone makes the real ones laugh and grades the jesters

Think 'those who lay down ain't I right,

Fallen for the same stupidities the little ones grow up

And put down your gun, don't let your son hang out

You had the example of the greats, out of carelessness imitates you anyway,

You update the inconsistency, child, I did the same,

The street makes you believe that she really loves you, cousin, she carrots you

You gonna burn your wings bro if you mess with it

Me then perpette, to blhmes, I said ciao ciao

Between the lerdea of ​​the ths and the prophet, choose your heros.

At sixteen often, you think you're smarter,

Less easily influenced than those your bge had before.

At sixteen, but you're making the same mistakes

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