Brotha Lynch Hung — Xcaliber tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
That motherfucker kept sniffin for goods
Put the plastic in his mouth the back of his neck left
And you don’t know nuthin but the killa gotta away
Before 4.30 in the morning I’m gone in the 6-Tre
Wit the windows up, must have had gin in the cup
Cuz I’m swervin in the fast-lane gotta be spinnin em up
(X-caliba *echo*)
It all started when I twisted the lid of the Olde E And see E-A-R-double-O-E… … … (??)
Where my motherfuckering siccmade jacket at Cuz that’s the only one I could use
When I saw you at the war yeah when I lifted you out your shoes
It was the pressure from the twenty gage (the twenty gage)
Felt like it could split your chest whide open wit it Well nigga you should when I’m round talkin that shit
Bout the nigga that’s my kin-folks
Should’ve known the deal while you was givin out that info…
…mation, I’ll be of that Parry Mason
When I hit em all up, creep em all up, kill em all up, fill em all up Real deal, dig em' a ditch, then take they grip
Put em in the back of the Cadillac show em how my Mini-Mac gonna act
My tactics is lethal
Leave the whole town hella smokey
like that band that steppin over dead people
It’s like that, and you wouldn’t know it cuz I’ma cool ass mufucca
Done delt witt a gang of succas
as I wait for the city to heat up like a Hot Pepper
Gotta whole load fulla Evian
and a trunck fulla FO take no’s and I can’t let go Catch you at yo show slippin
Hoes trippin, rows rippin in the street after I heat my heat
off the hook with this siccmade shit, straight made nigga
Fuck it, pass me the straight lace liquor to the face nigga
Off the Thunder Burger and Kool-Aid and O 8
Easy on the liver still make me kill a nigga
Split you head like a pineapple
Die natural!
Five at your dome send em home in a pinebox
I mean Lift you out your sox
Pay attention to the Clock
Its like Half pass a niggas ass lay em in the grass take suitcase fulla cash
and mash
16 in the clip crumble the urb roll a sliff bout to whatch you brain split in half
Bloody bath watter, infried nigga nuts and bones locaded at home I think him
name is Tyrone
But you know…
That motherfucker kept sniffin for goods
Put the plastic in his mouth the back of his neck left
And you don’t know nuthin but the killa gotta away
Before 4.30 in the morning I’m gone in the 6-Tre
Wit the windows up, must have had gin in the cup
Cuz I’m swervin in the fast-lane gotta be spinnin em up
(X-caliba *echo*)
You can call me black Sadam Huseain
Pump St Idees through my vein ass nigga
You can see me on the southside of the street
Man remembered by the ((opposet)) nigga that flod the city
Get ready for some pretty if you sicc like Frank Nitty
Sucked blood from my momas tittie — instead of milk
Played murda muzicc in my tape deck — instead of Silkk
End up killen one of them motherfuckers
So fuck them hoes, they like Grim
havin killin niggas like they gots to go woke up at 3 am — got high til seven
Jumped in my what you ma call it headin throughwards heaven, whit my 50 sacc of some shit, that’ll make you get there
About 11:30 with your T-shirt dirty,
I’m worthy strapped like James as ventured in this faulty game
In a mainframe, that I ruffed n bucked away, then hit the plane
15 guts on a tripple beam scale nigga
acual contact from the strap that I hale nigga
That motherfucker kept sniffin for goods
Put the plastic in his mouth the back of his neck left
And you don’t know nuthin but the killa gotta away
Before 4.30 in the morning I’m gone in the 6-Tre
Wit the windows up, must have had gin in the cup
Cuz I’m swervin in the fast-lane gotta be spinnin em up
(X-caliba *echo*)
They got this motherfucker twisted up And from the sound of the barrle I got hella motherfuckers runnin up What should I do about these fuckin fleas?
Give em all they want and put they seeds in they weed
Figga a way out this nigga I know you got me in file
But I got you on scanner so plan anotha way (anotha way)
Told me it was (?Coda steady?)
But I catch you slippin like pimpin
and shake bankin like (?Trail Leonard?)
Hit your mind workin these swine
tripp time get’s deepa as you meat the Grim reapa
in the form of a man double M 24 5 got your brains leaking I’m peakin
That’s why these nigga wanna rip keep me
I’m rollin squeeky and what you ma want call it witta .45 in my pocket and I’m a young alcoholic
Like P-Folks I had to make it happen
Sacramentos most wanted I gotta keep packin, cuz of that
My favorite cousin just go four years
And when his little brotha died he showed me no tears
your point is shit get deep as the ocean
Take a shiesty niggas blood and rub it on like lotion
It was like: once apon a time a long time ago
I was sticken 9 milis in a pussy hole
Get of the Ol 8 old Murda moe then i gotta go to a spot
when they don’t know I’m the leath nigga given up my info
That motherfucker kept sniffin for goods
Put the plastic in his mouth the back of his neck left
And you don’t know nuthin but the killa gotta away
Before 4.30 in the morning I’m gone in the 6-Tre
Wit the windows up, must have had gin in the cup
Cuz I’m swervin in the fast-lane gotta be spinnin em up
(X-caliba *echo*)
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Ten skurwiel ciągle węszył za towarem.
Włóż mu plastik do ust z tyłu szyi w lewo.
I nie wiesz nic, ale Killa musi odejść.
Przed 4: 30 rano nie ma mnie w 6-Tre
Witch The windows up, must have had gin in the cup
{C: $ 398dc6} Cuz I ' m swervin in the fast-lane gotta be spinnin em up {s: 14}
(X-caliba *echo*)
Wszystko zaczęło się, kiedy przekręciłem pokrywę Starego E i zobaczyłem E-A-R-double-O-E... ... ... (??)
Gdzie moja pieprzona kurtka siccmade, bo to jedyna, której mógłbym użyć.
Kiedy zobaczyłem cię na wojnie, tak, gdy wyciągnąłem cię z butów.
Był to nacisk dwudziestu gage (the twenty gage)
Czułem, że to może rozszarpać twoją klatkę piersiową whide open wit it Well nigga you should when I ' m round talking that shit
Bout the nigga that ' s my kin-folks
Powinienem był wiedzieć, kiedy rozdawałeś te informacje.…
... mation, będę z tego Parry ' ego Masona
Kiedy ich uderzę, pełzną, zabijają, wypełniają, wykopują rów, a potem chwytają.
Wsadź je na tył Cadillaca. pokaż im, jak mój Mini-Mac będzie się zachowywał.
Moja taktyka jest zabójcza.
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jak ta kapela, która depcze po trupach.
Tak to jest, a Ty byś o tym nie wiedział, bo jestem zajebistym mufuccą.
Done delt witt a gang of succas
gdy czekam aż miasto ogrzeje się jak gorąca papryka
Gotta whole load fulla Evian
and a trunck fulla fo take no 's and I can' t let go Catch you at yo show slippin
Hoes trippin, rows rippin in the street after I heat my heat
odczep się od tego syccmade gówno, prosto zrobiony nigga
Kurwa, podaj mi prosto lace liquor do twarzy czarnuchu
Off the Thunder Burger and Kool-Aid and O 8
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Rozwalę ci łeb jak ananas.
Umrzyj naturalnie!
Five at your dome send em home in a pinebox
To znaczy podnieść cię z sox
Zwróć uwagę na zegar
Its like Half pass a niggas ass lay em in the grass take suitcase fulla cash
i mash
16 w klipie crumble the urb roll a sliff bout to whatch you brain split in half
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Nazywam się Tyrone.
Ale wiesz…
Ten skurwiel ciągle węszył za towarem.
Włóż mu plastik do ust z tyłu szyi w lewo.
I nie wiesz nic, ale Killa musi odejść.
Przed 4: 30 rano nie ma mnie w 6-Tre
Witch The windows up, must have had gin in the cup
{C: $ 398dc6} Cuz I ' m swervin in the fast-lane gotta be spinnin em up {s: 14}
(X-caliba *echo*)
Możesz mi mówić czarny Sadam Huseain
Pump St Idees through my vein ass nigga
Możesz mnie zobaczyć po południowej stronie ulicy.
Man remembered by the ((opposet)) nigga that flod the city
Get ready for some pretty if you sicc like Frank Nitty
Sssed blood from my momas tittie-instead of milk
Zagrał murda Muzic w moim magnetofonie-zamiast Silkk
Zabij jednego z tych skurwysynów.
Więc pieprzyć te dziwki, one lubią ponure
havin killin niggas like they gots to go wake up at 3 am-got high til seven
Wskoczyłem do mojego, jak to nazwałeś, prosto do nieba, w moje 50 sacc jakiegoś gówna, które sprawi, że tam dotrzesz.
Około 11: 30 z Twoim brudnym T-shirtem,
Jestem godzien, jak James w tej wadliwej grze.
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15 goli w skali Kurtyki
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Ten skurwiel ciągle węszył za towarem.
Włóż mu plastik do ust z tyłu szyi w lewo.
I nie wiesz nic, ale Killa musi odejść.
Przed 4: 30 rano nie ma mnie w 6-Tre
Witch The windows up, must have had gin in the cup
{C: $ 398dc6} Cuz I ' m swervin in the fast-lane gotta be spinnin em up {s: 14}
(X-caliba *echo*)
Mają tego skurwysyna wykręconego i z odgłosu barrle mam cholerne skurwysyny biegające w górę co mam zrobić z tymi pieprzonymi pchłami?
Daj im wszystko, czego chcą i włóż nasiona do zioła.
Figga a way out this nigga I know you got me in file
Ale mam Cię na skanerze, więc planuj anotha way (anotha way)
Powiedział mi, że to jest (?Coda stabilna?)
Ale złapię cię jak Pimpina.
i shake bankin jak?Trail Leonard?)
Hit your mind working in these swine
tripp time get ' s deepa as you meat the Grim reapa
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That ' s why these nigga wanna rip keep me
Jestem przewrażliwiony, a jak chcesz, nazywaj to witta .45 w kieszeni i jestem młodym alkoholikiem
Jak P-ludzie, musiałem to zrobić.
Sacramento most wanted I gotta keep packin, cuz of that
Mój ulubiony kuzyn ma cztery lata.
A kiedy jego brat umarł, nie pokazał mi łez.
masz na myśli to, że gówno jest głębokie jak ocean.
# Weź krwi czarnuchów # # i natrzyj ją jak balsam #
To było jak: pewnego razu, dawno temu
I was sticken 9 milis in a pussy hole
Get of the Ol 8 old Murda moe then i gotta go to a spot
kiedy nie wiedzą, że jestem skórzanym czarnuchem.
Ten skurwiel ciągle węszył za towarem.
Włóż mu plastik do ust z tyłu szyi w lewo.
I nie wiesz nic, ale Killa musi odejść.
Przed 4: 30 rano nie ma mnie w 6-Tre
Witch The windows up, must have had gin in the cup
{C: $ 398dc6} Cuz I ' m swervin in the fast-lane gotta be spinnin em up {s: 14}
(X-caliba *echo*)