B-Legit — Late Nighter tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Yeah… boy, that’s some old mob shit right there, boy
Yeah, it is, though
You know it’s a drought on that mob shit, boy
Yeah, but we comin' through though
Ay Legit, nigga, this your tape, fool
What’s up, pimp sav?
I want you to let loose on they asshole
Let muthafuckas know what’s going down, yeah…
They say it’s last call for the liquor
So let me get a Tanqueray and lime, please
And don’t forget the lemon squeeze (the lemon squeeze)
I gotta warm up the deuce, let loose in the lot
There’s a fool tryna mob his old school
He’s unaware, though, I got the 454
And the flow that’ll get in his asshole
So I step to my drop-top
I gotta write my name on top of the blacktop (the blacktop)
And I’m the cleanest thing I’ve seen on Zeens and the Daytons
And watch me get it sideways (sideways)
And smash to the right ‘til it’s cloudy
I turn a few tight ones then I’m Audi
Think I better bounce to the station
I fill my tank and then I bank to Nation’s (to Nation’s)
‘Cause after he club ends, the bitches be lovin'
To meet my type (What are we supposed to call you?)
The later nighter
(The late nighter) The late nighter
(The late nighter) The late nighter
(The late nighter) The muthafuckin' late nighter
(The muthafuckin' late nighter)
Yeah, boy (Ay, tell me something though, boy)
What’s that? (What happens after that, though?)
Oh, after that? (Yeah)
Check it out, it goes like this…
We get to the spot and then we backs in (backs in)
You see the muthafuckin' deuce be attractin' (be attractin')
Bitches be jockin' and niggas that jack
That’s why I never leave home without the strap
(Gotta keep a strap)
I’m bumpin' cool ass E, he’s going «Federal»
I got the 15's slammin' something terrible
And right about now I see so many bodies
You would think I was giving me a block party (a block party)
Some look good, and some look stank
And me and my sahobs was dankin' and drankin'
Thinking of a master plan
How me and my potna E-Deuce could get these hoes juiced (juiced)
I hoppred in the load, I start spinnin' the Vogues
And E told ‘em to follow the O
We made a left and then a right’a
(Ay, where y’all finna serve ‘em at, though?)
The overnighter, with the late nighter
(The late nighter) The late nighter
(The late nighter) The late nighter
(The late nighter) The late nighter
The muthafuckin' late nighter
(The muthafuckin' late nighter)
Yeah, boy, they say it ain’t nothin' but legs open after 2, though
(Ay, boy, you know what? You’ve been a cockhound for years and years though
Ay, tell me some more, though)
Now me and my potna is some damn fools
Doing this shit like the old school (like the old school)
One big room, and two young freaks
And ain’t wasting no time to get in the sheets (yeah)
I got undressed, and started the contest
I wanna see who could cum the best (yeah)
And man, you shoulda seen her, ‘cause baby was a screamer
Riding the dick like the shit was a Beamer
She musta hit Broadway and got in a wreck
‘Cause her head went back and damn near broke her neck
I said, «Check, you like black ones?» (test, test)
She said, «Yeah, ‘cause they make me bust fat ones» (bust fat ones)
Legit was a boss, I knew I had her tossed
So I’ma try to get her for a new Marcross
And when she wakes, I just might’a (might'a)
Leave her a number (What's your name?)
From the late nighter
(The late nighter) The late nighter
(The late nighter) The late nighter
(The late nighter) The late nighter
The muthafuckin' late nighter
(The muthafuckin' late nighter)
Yeah, boy, tearing shit up, boy, for the 9-deuce
(For the 9-deuce, though, on they ass)
Legitimate B and 40 Water, mayne
(‘93 on that asshole, too, though)
Yeah (Yeah)
I wonder if they feel us, though
(They don’t feel us, though, boy
Ay, check it out, we in this muthafucka pervin' like a muthafucka, boy)
And that’s real, boy
(It's real, boy; it’s real; it’s real, boy; it’s real)
It’s real, boy; it’s real
(Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Ay, we in this muthafucka, man
(Uh-huh) Yeah… comin' through for the ‘92
'93, '94…'95, '96, uh, '97, '98, uh, yeah…
The year 2000, boy…
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Stary mafijny szajs.
Tak, ale jest.
Wiesz, że to susza na tym mafijnym gównie, chłopcze.
/ Align = "left"/
Ay Legit, nigga, this your tape, fool
Co tam, alfonsie?
Chcę, żebyś puścił ich wolno, dupku.
Niech mutafuckas wie, co się dzieje.…
Mówią, że to ostatnie zamówienie na alkohol.
Poproszę Tanqueray i limonkę.
I nie zapomnij wyciskać cytryny (The lemon squeeze)
I gotta warm up the deuce, let loose in the lot
# Tam głupiec tryna mob # jego stara szkoła
Jest nieświadomy, mam 454.
And the flow that ' ll get in his asshole
So I step to my drop-top
I gotta write my name on top of the blacktop (the blacktop)
I jestem najczystszą rzeczą jaką widziałem w Zeens and the Daytons
And watch me get it sideways (sideways)
And smash to the right 'til it' s cloudy
I turn a few tight one then I ' m Audi
/ Align = "left" /
I fill my tank and then I bank to Nation 's (to Nation' s)
'Cause after he club ends, the bitches be lovin'
By poznać mój typ (Jak mamy cię nazywać?)
The later nighter
(The late nighter) the late nighter
(The late nighter) the late nighter
(The late nighter) the muthafuckin ' late nighter
(The muthafuckin ' late nighter)
Yeah, boy (ay, tell me something though, boy)
Co to? (Co dzieje się potem?)
A potem? (Yeah)
Zobacz też…
We get to the spot and then we backs in (backs in)
You see the muthafuckin 'deuce be attractin'(be attractin')
Bitches be jockin ' and niggas that jack
Dlatego nigdy nie opuszczam domu bez paska.
(Gotta keep a strap)
Jestem zajebisty, a on robi "federalny".»
I got the 15 's slammin' s something terrible
I właśnie teraz widzę tak wiele ciał
Można by pomyśleć, że daję mi blok party (blok party)
Niektórzy wyglądają dobrze, a inni śmierdzą.
And me and my sahobs was dankin'and drankin'
Thinking of a master plan
How me and my potna e-Deuce could get these hoes juiced (juiced)
I hoppred in the load, I start spinnin ' The Vogues
I e kazał im iść za O
Skręciliśmy w lewo, a potem w prawo.
Gdzie je serwujecie?)
/ Align = "left" /
(The late nighter) the late nighter
(The late nighter) the late nighter
(The late nighter) the late nighter
The muthafuckin ' late nighter
(The muthafuckin ' late nighter)
Yeah, boy, they say it ain 't nothin' but legs open after 2, though
Wiesz co, chłopcze? Byłeś Kogutem przez wiele lat.
Powiedz mi coś jeszcze.)
Teraz ja i moja potna jesteśmy cholernymi głupcami.
Robienie tego gówna jak stara szkoła (like the old school)
Jeden duży pokój i dwa młode świry.
And ain ' t wasting no time to get in the sheets (yeah)
Rozebrałam się i zaczęłam konkurs.
I wanna see who could cum the best (yeah)
Szkoda, że jej nie widziałeś, bo dziecko krzyczało.
Ujeżdżanie kutasa jak gówno było Beamerem
Musiała trafić na Broadway i się rozbiła.
Bo jej głowa się cofnęła i prawie złamała kark.
Powiedziałem, " Szach, lubisz czarne?"(test, test)
She said, "Yeah,' cause they make me bust fat ones "(bust fat ones)
/ Align = "left" /
/ Align = "left" /
And when she wakes, I just might 'a (might' a))
Zostaw jej numer (jak masz na imię?)
From the late night
(The late nighter) the late nighter
(The late nighter) the late nighter
(The late nighter) the late nighter
The muthafuckin ' late nighter
(The muthafuckin ' late nighter)
Yeah, boy, tearing shit up, boy, for the 9-deuce
(For the 9-deuce, though, on they ass)
Legal B i 40 Water, mayne
(1993 on that asshole, too, though)
Yeah (Yeah)
Ciekawe, czy nas czują.
(They don ' t feel us, though, boy
Ay, Obczaj to, jesteśmy w tym matołku perwersyjnym jak matoł, chłopcze.)
I to jest prawdziwe, chłopcze.
(It 's real, boy; it' s real; it 's real, boy; it' s real)
To jest prawdziwe, chłopcze; to jest prawdziwe
(Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Ay, we in this mutafucka, man
/ Align = "left" / 1992 RK
'93, '94...'95, '96, uh, '97, '98, uh, tak…
Rok 2000, chłopcze…