AZ — Problems tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
I had some problems
And no one could seem to solve them
But you found the answer
Told me to take this chance
Yeah, now dig
You got, rich niggaz right
They do what they wanna do Heh, and you got
Broke niggaz, you heard?
They do what they gotta do Now ask yourself, which one are you?
Ha, fall back
Soakin in Remy, sittin back smokin a twenty
Shit is scabby, the hustlin is so in me Never show envy, got a style I maxed
I’m like po', back in eighty-fo', now smile at that
Unseen when I’m low, but still right in your face
I’m so skinny, but that semi-auto's right in my waist
From Jags to Jeeps, hoopties with the raggedy seats
Just imagine how I’m movin if we had any beef
Beats relax me, good cheeba keeps me nasty
Lower the smoke when I see the D’s creepin past me Duckin the NARCs, born bustin Dutches apart
Love pussy wit pretty lips, when you fuck it it fart
Friend or foe, freak for the rims that glow
Rock Timbs if it’s summer or ten below
Love the streets, the science of the drugs that’s deep
I’m just another nigga next up, tryin to eat
You know!
Not a soul baby!
It’s all for y’all now
But it seems, y’all would rather
See me hit than, see my rich
Get bagged over some bullshit and see me snitch
Hopin' some AIDS ho bitch’ll leave me sick like
I’m a sucker for love wit some easy dick
I did dirt through my days but hid my work
Even then I still made sure no kids got hurt
Sweep the next, been knowin since my feet got wet
From the best turned vet learned to speak direct
My game’s jumpin, we all had our days of barkin
You could tell niggaz styles by they ways of parkin
Why dispute it? Dough got us so polluted
Paranoid to the point it’s like we, over-do it Police press up, peep how the beasts arrest ya Rough up, handcuff, then treat you lesser
Toast on me, smoke spray our potpouri
Y’all can bet I’ma rep how it’s supposed to be You know!
Not a soul baby!
It’s all for y’all now
I got it locked, feel me!
Infinite game, get chills on the strength of my chain
It’s only real, certain niggaz mention my name
Some relate, others stay numb in the face
Tryin to keep steps ahead like we runnin a race
Nikes and Timbs, lady friends like 'em slim
Light makeup, that shit that blend right wit they skin
So what’s the issue? All dick sucks is still official
Cold-steel nickles, and Phil I’m still wit you
Iceberg-in, on the Turnpike mergin
Late night, right brake lights black Excursion
Tree smokin, hustle the rap I’ma keep ropin
Too many niggaz got deep emotions
The stress got 'em, who else wanna express they problems?
Get upset, but real vets respect the bottom
To a false, feel a fake love or hate
Right or wrong as long as the thugs relate
You know!
Not a soul baby!
It’s all for y’all now
What y’all want from me?
Yeah, y’all haters better get a hustle man, stop fuckin wit me
I’m tryin to live man, nah mean?
I been at the bottom, I was risin — fell back down
I’m tryin to climb up man
Get off my back baby
It’s all a game man don’t hate me hate the game
AZ the Visualiza return, once again
Love life, hate, what the fuck…
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Miałem pewne problemy.
I nikt nie mógł ich rozwiązać.
Ale znalazłeś odpowiedź.
/ Align = "left" /
Tak, teraz Kop
You got, rich niggaz right
They do what they want do Heh, and you got
Spłukany Czarnuch, słyszałeś?
Robią to, co muszą. pytaj sam siebie, którym z nich jesteś.
Wycofać się.
Soakin in Remy, sittin back smokin a twenty
Shit is scabby, the hustlin is so in me Never show envy, got a style I maxed
I' m like po', back in 80fo', now smile at that
Unseen when I ' m low, but still right in your face
Jestem taka chuda, ale to pół-auto jest w mojej talii.
Od Jaguarów po Jeepy, kosze z obskurnymi siedzeniami
Wyobraź sobie, jak się ruszam, gdybyśmy mieli jakąś wołowinę.
Beats relax me, good cheeba keeps me nasty
Lower the smoke when I see the D ' s creepin past me Duckin The Dracs, born bustin Dutches apart
Love pussy wit pretty lips, when you fuck it it fart
Friend or foe, freak for the rims that glow
Rock Timbs if it ' s summer or ten below
Love the streets, the science of the drugs that ' s deep
I ' m just another nigga next up, trying to eat
Wiesz!
Nie dziecko duszy!
It 's all for y' all now
Ale wygląda na to, że wolelibyście
# Patrz me hit than, see my rich
Daj się złapać za jakieś gówno i zobacz jak kapuję.
Mam nadzieję, że jakaś dziwka z AIDS mnie rozchoruje.
I ' m a sucker for love wit some easy dick
I did dirt through my days but hidden my work
Nawet wtedy upewniałem się, że nikt nie ucierpiał.
"Sweep the next, been knowin since my feet got wet"
Od najlepszego weterynarza nauczył się mówić bezpośrednio.
My game ' s jumpin, we all had our days of barkin
# You could tell niggaz styles # # by they ways of parkin #
Po co kwestionować? / Align = "left" /
Paranoikiem do tego stopnia, że my, nad-zrobić to policja naciskać, podglądać jak bestie aresztują Cię Brutalnie, kajdanki, a potem traktować cię mniej
Tost na mnie, dym spray nasz potpouri
Możecie się założyć, że jestem reporterem, Jak to powinno być.
Nie dziecko duszy!
It 's all for y' all now
Mam zamknięte, Poczuj mnie!
/ Align = "left" /
"It' s only real, certain niggaz mention my name"
Jedni się odnoszą, inni są zdrętwiali.
Tryin to keep steps ahead like we runnin a race
Nike and Timbs, lady friends like ' em slim
Lekki makijaż, to gówno, które mieszają prawo wit they skin
Więc w czym problem? / Align = "left" /
Cold-steel nickles, and Phil I ' m still wit you
Góra lodowa-w, na Turni mergin
Późna noc, prawe Światła hamulca Czarne wyciek
Tree smokin, hustle the rap i ' ma keep ropin
Too many niggaz got deep emotions
Stres ich dopadł, kto jeszcze chce wyrazić swoje problemy?
Zdenerwuj się, ale prawdziwi weterani szanują dno.
To a false, feel a false love or hate
Dobrze czy źle tak długo jak bandyci się odnoszą
Wiesz!
Nie dziecko duszy!
It 's all for y' all now
Czego ode mnie chcecie?
Yeah, y ' all haters better get a hustle man, stop fucking wit me
Próbuję żyć, co?
I been at the bottom, I was risin-fell back down
Próbuję się wspiąć.
Get off my back baby
# It 's all A game man # # don' t hate me hate the game #
AZ The Visualiza return, once again
Love life, hate, what the fuck…