[Intro] [简介]

Ooh, yeah, yeah. 哦，是啊，是啊。

What's love got to do. 什么是爱做的事情。

Warren G, rap for me, yeah-eah, yeah, mm mm. 沃伦· G，斥责我，是啊， EAH ，是啊，毫米毫米。

   

[Verse 1] [诗歌1 ]

When G-dog, the hog, come up in the place, 当G -狗，猪，拿出的地方，

There's dollar signs in your eyes and a smile in your face. 有没有在你的眼睛美元符号和你脸上的笑容。

You wanna live fat, all for my sack. 你想住的脂肪，都为我的口袋。

You got more drag than a low lo-do, cut the act, 你有比低LO -DO更拖累，切法，

'Cause back before '92 and '93, “造成背部92和93前，

You didn't give a damn about Warren G, 你并没有给出关于沃伦ğ该死的，

But now that I'm slingin' platinum LP's, 但现在，我slingin “白金唱片的，

All of a sudden, you on my N.U.T's. 突然之间，你对我的N.U.T的。

Ain't nothin' you can do to make it stop, 没什么可以做，以使其停止，

'Cause money makes the world go 'round and the panties drop. 因为钱使世界轮和内裤下降。

I ain't in love though, I don't need the pressure. 我是不是在恋爱，虽然，我并不需要的压力。

I just wanna dig it like I'm diggin' for treasure. 我只想把它挖出来像我陷“宝藏。

Some of y'all had a good thing that you couldn't keep, 有些你们的了，你不能保持一个好东西，

Thought you was TLC, you had to creep. 以为你是TLC ，你必须爬。

You say you had love, I said you need to quit. 你说你有爱，我说你需要退出。

It's all about the dough, so what's love got to do with it? 这是所有关于面团，有啥爱情有什么关系呢？

   

[Chorus] [合唱]

What's love got to do, got to do with it (that's right)? 什么是爱情该怎么做，该怎么做了吧（这是正确的） ？

What's love if you don't respect the game (uh-huh)? 什么是爱，如果你不尊重比赛（嗯） ？

What's love got to do, got to do with it? 什么是爱情该怎么做，该怎么做呢？

If you lack in this game, it's a shame, you won't make it. 如果你没有在这场比赛中，这是一个耻辱，你不会成功的。

   

[Verse 2] [诗歌2]

Now, I'm the type of brother that's down for mines. 现在，我的兄弟的类型的下来的地雷。

Before I made beats, I was down to grind. 之前我做了节拍，我倒磨。

Back then, every single homey had my back, 当时，每一个温馨的家庭有我的背，

Now they're peepin' my stack and they're talkin' bout jack, 现在，他们peepin 我的筹码，他们是talkin 回合插孔，

But I'm the same brother day in and day out, 但我同哥哥天天出，

And I'm-a stay that way until the day I lay out in a casket. 而我 - 每次逗留不这样，直到有一天我躺在了一个骨灰盒。

It's drastic, 'cause homies is plastic. 这是激烈的，因为兄弟们是塑料的。

Break 'em off some bread, they want the whole damn basket. 打破时间了一些面包，他们希望整个该死的篮筐。

If you's a true homey, you would wish me well, 如果你是一个真正的家一样，你希望我很好，

Not plot to see a brother fell, jealous as hell. 不积看到弟弟倒下了，嫉妒得要命。

We used to get the same riches. 我们曾经得到同样的财富。

Now your trigger-finger got the itches, schemin' on my riches 现在你的扳机手指得到了痒， schemin “我的财富

Which is not a suprise, my eyes peep game, 这是不是一个惊喜，我的眼睛窥视的比赛，

211's, 187's it's all the same. 211的， 187的是完全一样的。

It's all a shame, homies'd jack you for your grip. 这都是一种耻辱， homiesd插孔您的抓地力。

Ain't no love involved, because it's all about the chips. 是不是不爱参与，因为它是所有关于芯片。

   

[Repeat chorus] [重复合唱]

   

[Verse 3] [诗歌3 ]

Now for these labels tellin' fables, 现在，这些标签在告诉寓言，

Makin' the messed-up deals under the tables. 金桌子底下了混乱的交易。

You think that you smart, but, fool, I'm the smartest. 你以为你聪明，但是，傻瓜，我是最聪明的。

You can't make no money if you can't keep an artist. 你不能没有钱，如果你不能保持一个艺术家。

Sign the dotted line, put 'em on the shelf. 登录虚线，放你的歌在货架上。

Break 'em off some crumbs, keep the rest for yourself. 打破时间了一些面包屑，剩下的留到自己。

I know how it goes, treat an artist like you know, 我知道是怎么回事，把一个艺术家像你知道的，

Fly cars, gold, clothes, but no dough. 飞行汽车，黄金，衣服，但没有面团。

Since it's all business, I'm-a handle mine, 因为它所有的业务，我 - 一个手柄矿，

Keep track of my stack down to the very last dime, 跟踪我的筹码下到最后一毛钱，

'Cause in this rap game, it's all about the buck. “原因在这个说唱游戏，它的所有有关的降压。

You bend over for the label and you will get bucked, 你弯腰的标签，你会得到不俗，

Like how we run up in the skirt, and then you're through. 怎么样，我们跑起来的裙子，然后你通过。

The record label do the same thing to you. 唱片公司做同样的事情给你。

90% business, 10% show. 90 ％的企业， 10％的节目。

Ain't no love in this game, 'cause it's all about the dough. 是不是在这场比赛中没有爱，因为它是所有关于面团。