Bone Thugs-N-Harmony — Land of Tha Heartless tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Land of Tha Heartless", wykonawca: Bone Thugs-N-Harmony.
Tekst piosenki
Don’t niggas don’t wanna start shit,
Buck, buck to the bang,
Sendin' bullets to the brain, nigga, yeah
A nigga that always at my city with me,
now, who was that nigga they put in the plastic?
Nigga that thought he could bang.
That nigga’s stuck.
That nigga’s blasted.
They got my man from the Land.
Never ran, I step with deadly men.
If ya come a little bit closer,
I can turn you into sand.
Now follow me, now roll, stroll down to Cleveland.
We thuggin', we theivin', we put it in deep,
and the blood is seepin'.
Got niggas in alleys,
fuck niggas in badges.
We say bang.
Eighty-eight through the ten-five (and Clair)
St. Clair ain’t shit to fuck with.
Pumpin', Krayzie be bumpin', dumpin' the bloody body.
Me never knew one that could flow with the tongue.
We comin' to shoot up your posse.
My niggas-they comin' up out the woods,
to get the goods.
Krayzie be thug, and (want to) die-that's from comin' up in my hood.
We killers. Get a gat, pap, pap, clack back me gun,
bust one, they done.
Cleveland is where we from.
Hearts-thugs have none.
High techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off,
there’s really no place to run.
Niggas get vicious with my click,
'cause even the bitches carry guns.
Soon as I hit the scene, safety, feelin' for a pistol,
but I didn’t have no gun.
Come with original thugsta shit.
I be flippin' it with me tongue.
Nigga, Cleveland is the city where we come from,
and I show them hoes up outta the Clair that thugs don’t run from none.
Follow rip one, now, on and on,
them definitely got me back.
And I’m throwin' up St. Clair thugsta niggas,
with or without my gat.
Forever be ready to pull out me murder tools East 99 style, fools.
Me put it in mind on murderin' you,
followin' whenever me murderous trues.
Niggas that claim to bang bang,
when it comes to slang things, they do.
They know they cannot buck me,
one of 'em sure to slug me,
but they hope the thug I be, Bizzy.
Better let 'em him be or they’ll see.
Nigga, hangin', swangin', never to miss. The Biz is me.
Livin' in the Land of the Heartless,
with a sawed-off pump, shootin' craps.
Hand on my strap, roll thick, 'cause they jack.
Runnin' up on the Bone, you needin' to be pap pap.
Soldier thugs be pumpin' them slugs,
defendin' they drugs.
When they roll up,
niggas be creepin' up slow,
heavy packed with they gats,
and try to pull a hold up,
but nigga, now hold on.
Wanna test the Bone?
The gauge is shown.
Any is mind blown,
lookin' down the barrel of this mausberg chrome to the dome.
Bone, clack back me gauge in a rage,
copper take these here rocks.
Double glock,
my pistols be pumpin' and buckin' out shots whenever
the trouble knocks.
Steadily hittin', me clean up,
get lit up for ready your soul to burn,
and I blow your shit up, get 'em on the get up,
cause niggas must learn.
Yearnin' to earn cheese.
Ready to die, so niggas can’t take these.
Wantin' to clock G’s, want to move keys,
not takin' a loss on my green leaves, please.
East nine nine, crime finds mine,
strayin' on this road to hell,
and prison walls, testin' balls,
for the cause, gotta get that sale,
and bailin', kickin' up mud, rollin',
I get with my thugs.
Rippin' apart shit, so nigga, don’t start shit,
cause we kill in the Land of the Heartless, Die.
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Don 't niggas don' t wanna start shit,
Buck, buck to the bang,
Sendin ' bullets to the brain, nigga, yeah
Czarnuch, który zawsze jest ze mną w mieście,
kim był ten Czarnuch, którego wsadzili do plastiku?
Czarnuch, który myślał, że może przelecieć.
Ten Czarnuch utknął.
Ten Czarnuch jest skończony.
Dorwali mojego człowieka z ziemi.
Nigdy nie uciekałem, stąpam z zabójczymi ludźmi.
If ya come a little bit closer,
Mogę zamienić cię w piasek.
A teraz jedź za mną, a teraz Jedź do Cleveland.
We thuggin', we theivin', we put it in deep,
a krew cieknie.
Got niggas in alleys,
pieprzyć czarnuchów w odznakach.
Mówimy bang.
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St. Clair nie ma z czym zadzierać.
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Nigdy nie znałem takiego, który mógłby płynąć z językiem.
Idziemy zastrzelić twoją grupę.
My niggas-they comin ' up out the woods,
po towar.
Krayzie be thug, and (want to) die-that 's from comin' up in my hood.
Jesteśmy zabójcami. Get a gat, pap, pap, clack back me gun,
przyskrzynili jednego.
Jesteśmy z Cleveland.
Zbiry serc nie mają.
High techs and khaki when jackin', piled-off,
nie ma gdzie uciec.
Niggas get vicious with my click,
bo nawet suki noszą Broń.
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ale nie miałem broni.
Z oryginalnymi zbirami.
Będę go przekręcał językiem.
Nigga, Cleveland is the city where we come from,
a ja im pokazuję, że bandyci nie uciekają przed nikim.
Follow rip one, now, on and on,
na pewno mnie odzyskali.
And I 'm throwin' up St. Clair thugsta niggas,
z bronią czy bez.
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Me put it in mind on murderin ' you,
podąża za mną, gdy tylko moja mordercza moc.
Niggas that claim to bang bang,
jeśli chodzi o slangowe rzeczy, to tak.
Wiedzą, że nie mogą mnie zabić.,
one of ' em sure to slug me,
ale mają nadzieję, że jestem bandytą, Bizzy.
Lepiej zostaw go w spokoju, bo zobaczą.
Czarnuchu, wisieć, swangin, nigdy nie spudłować. Biznes to ja.
Livin ' in the Land of the Heartless,
z odpiłowaną pompą, strzelanie do kości.
Ręka na moim pasku, zwijaj się mocno, bo oni walą.
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broniąc narkotyków.
When they roll up,
niggas be creepin ' up slow,
heavy packed with they gats,
and try to pull a hold up,
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Chcesz sprawdzić kość?
Wskaźnik jest pokazany.
Any is mind blown,
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Bone, clack back me gauge in a rage,
glina bierze te kamienie.
Double glock,
my pistols be pumpin 'and buckin' out shots whenever
kłopot puka.
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"get lighted up for ready your soul to burn",
and I blow your shit up, get 'em on the get up,
bo czarnuchy muszą się uczyć.
Tęskni za serem.
Gotowi na śmierć, żeby czarnuchy nie mogły ich wziąć.
Wantin 'to clock G' S, want to move keys,
proszę nie tracić moich zielonych liści.
East nine nine, crime finds mine,
strayin ' on this road to hell,
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dla sprawy, gotta get that sale,
and bailin', kickin 'up mud, rollin' ,
Spotykam się z bandytami.
"Rippin' apart shit, so nigga, don 't start shit",
ponieważ zabijamy w Krainie bezdusznych, umieramy.