Big L — Put It On tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Put It On", wykonawca: Big L.
Tekst piosenki
Aiyyo, you betta flee Hobbes, or get your head flown three blocks
L keep rapper’s hearts pumpin like Reeboks
And every year I gain clout and my name sprouts
Some brothers’d still be large if the crack never came out
I got the wild style, always been a foul child
My guns go poom-poom, and yo' guns go pow-pow
I’m known to have a hottie open, I keep the shottie smokin
Front and get half the bones in your body broken
And when it comes to gettin nookie I’m not a rookie
I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopie
I run with sturdy clicks I’m never hittin dirty chicks
Got thirty-five bodies, buddy don’t make it thirty-six
Step to this you’re good as gone, word is bond
I leave mics torn when I put it on So put it on Big L, put it on
C’mon put it onnn, and onnn, and onnn
C’mon put it on Big L, put it on
C’mon put it on represent put it on, C’MON!
Nobody can take nuttin from Big L but a loss chief
The last punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teeth
I’m known to gas a hottie and blast the shottie
Got more cash than Gotti (you don’t know?) you betta ask somebody
Big L is a crazy brother, and I’m a lady lover
A smooth kid that’ll run up in your baby mother
I push a slick Benz, I’m known to hit skinz
And get endz and commit sins with sick friends
Cause I’m a money getter, also a honey hitter
You think you nice as me? Ha ha, youse a funny nigga
I flows, so one of my shoes, wouldn’t be clever to miss
I’m leavin competitors pissed
To tell you the truth, it gets no better than this
I’m catchin wreck to the break of dawn
And it’s on, yo it’s a must that I put it on Yeah, so put it on Big L, put it on
C’mon put it on, big fella put it on and on Put it on Big L, put it on represent
Put it on, c’mon put it on.
Some bwoy see me gun nozzle and tek me fi joke
Bwoy you gwan dead before you see me gun smoke!
See me gun nozzle and tek me fi joke
You gwan dead, from a bee you provoked
I drink Moet not Beck’s beer, I stay dressed in slick gear
Peace to my homies in the gangsta lean, I see you when I get there
And it’s a fact I keep a gat in my arm reach
I charm freaks and bomb geeks from here to Palm Beach
I’m puttin rappers in the wheelchair, Big L is the villain
You still fear, cause I be hangin it hard and my shit is for real here
If you battle L you picked the wrong head
I smash mics like cornbread, you can’t kill me I was born dead
And I’m known to pull steel trigs and kill pigs
I run with ill kids and real nigs who peel wigs
My rap’s steady slammin, I keep a heavy cannon
It’s a new sherriff in town, and it ain’t Reggie Hammond
Peace to my peoples, the Children of the Corn
Cause we put it on, adios, ghost I’m gone
So put it on Big L, put it on
C’mon put it on, big fella put it on and on Big L, you gotta put it on and on Put it on Big L, put it on and on Word up, knahmsayin?
My man Big L, runnin things for the nine-four
And nine-oh-S, you know what I mean?
It’s the Kid Capri, in full flair
And we gon' put it on a little somethin like this
Big L, c’mon
Lord Finesse He be puttin it on My man Buckwild He be puttin it on and on My man Fat Joe He be puttin it on Showbiz and A.G. Yeah they be puttin it on and on I can’t forget Diamond D He be puttin it on The whole D.I.T.C. Yeah they be puttin it on and on And of course Kid Capri Yeah I be puttin it on The whole N.Y.C. Yeah we be puttin it on and on And I’m out *echoes*
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Aiyyo, lepiej uciekaj Hobbes, albo wylecisz głową trzy przecznice stąd.
I keep rapper ' s hearts pumpin like Reeboks
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Niektórzy bracia nadal byliby wielcy, gdyby pęknięcie nigdy nie wyszło.
I got the wild style, always been a foul child
My guns go poom-poom, and yo ' guns go pow-pow
I ' m known to have a hottie open, I keep the shottie smokin
Z przodu i połową kości w twoim ciele połamane
A jeśli chodzi o seks, to nie jestem żółtodziobem.
I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopie
I run with sturdy clicks I ' m never hittin dirty chicks
Mam 35 ciał, kolego nie rób tego 36.
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Zostawiam rozdarte mikrofony, kiedy go zakładam, więc włączaj Big L, włączaj
Dalej put it onnn, and onnn, and onnn
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Nikt nie może zabrać nuttina z Big L, ale szef strat
Ostatni gnojek, który był na froncie, miał usta pełne sztucznych zębów.
I ' m known to gas a hottie and blast the shottie
Masz więcej gotówki niż Gotti (nie wiesz?) you betta ask somebody
Big L to szalony brat, a ja jestem kochanką kobiet.
A smooth kid that ' ll run up in your baby mother
I push a slick Benz, I ' m known to hit skinz
And get endz and common sins with sick friends
Bo jestem zdobywcą pieniędzy, a także zabójcą miodu.
Myślisz, że jesteś taki miły jak ja? Ha ha, zabawny z Ciebie Czarnuch.
I flows, so one of my shoes, wouldn ' t be clear to miss
Zawodnicy rozstawieni
Prawdę mówiąc, nie ma nic lepszego od tego.
I ' m catchin wreck to the break of dawn
I to jest włączone, yo to jest konieczne, że umieścić go na Yeah, więc umieścić go na Big L, put it on
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Załóż to.
Some bwoy see me gun dysza and tek me fi joke
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See me gun i tek me fi joke
Ty gwan martwy, od pszczoły, którą sprowokowałeś
Piję Moet nie piwo Becka, jestem ubrany w slick gear
Peace to my homies in the gangsta lean, I see you when I get there
I faktem jest, że trzymam Gnata w zasięgu ręki.
Oczarowuję dziwaków i maniaków bombowych stąd do Palm Beach.
I ' m puttin rapers in the wheelchair, Big L is the villain
Wciąż się boisz, bo ja jestem ciężko zawieszony, a moje gówno jest prawdziwe.
Jeśli walczysz, wybrałeś złą głowę.
I smash mics like cornbread, you can ' t kill me I was born dead
I jestem znany z pociągania za stalowe trygi i zabijania świń.
I run with ill kids and real nigs who peel peruki
Mój rap jest stały slammin, I keep a heavy cannon
To nowy sherriff w mieście, i to nie Reggie Hammond
Pokój moim narodom, dzieciom kukurydzy
Bo założymy ją, adios, ghost, już mnie nie ma.
Więc postaw to na Big L, postaw to na
No dalej, zakładaj to, wielki koleś, zakładaj i zakładaj Wielkie L, musisz zakładać i zakładać, zakładaj i zakładaj Wielkie l, zakładaj i zakładaj słowo w górę, knahmsayin?
Mój człowiek, Big L, prowadzi sprawy dla 9-4.
I 900, wiesz co mam na myśli?
To ten dzieciak Capri, z pełnym talentem.
I założymy to na coś takiego.
Big L, chodź.
Lord Finesse he be puttin it on My man Buckwild He be puttin it on and on My man Fat Joe He be puttin it on Showbiz and A. G. yeah they be puttin it on and on I can 't forget Diamond He be puttin it on the whole D. I. T. C. yeah they be puttin it on and on and of course Kid Capri yeah I be puttin it on the whole N. Y. C. Yeah we be puttin it on and on and I' m out * echoes*