Bun B — Gangsta Party tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Street Tunes Productions
We gon' ask everybody to stand up on this one
D Boys, this a gangsta party
Bun B, Eightball and this ya boy Yo Gotti
All my hot girls bop for me Go 'head and drop for me D Boys rock with me Come buy the bar with me Dime pieces smile for me And all my gangsta niggaz wild for me Throughout the crowd with me This for them big, thick fine girls, diamond-studded belly ring
Niggaz who be flippin' that work, screamin' money ain’t no thing
Car clean, mouth full of gold with the princess cut rocks in it Back pockets hangin' low because I got a glock in it Straight out of that Memphis, Tenn Orangemound for y’all niggaz don’t know
Come flip with a pimp, let me show ya how to nuke that swing like I was Nino
Premro, Fat Boy, Eightball whatever y’all niggaz wanna call me Call me for a hot sixteen I’ma shine in the booth like a brand new bling
But I don’t sing I bust them flows that go so tight with the track
Bitches get freaky niggaz get crunk and don’t know how to act
I got the sack roll something, pop that 'gnac and po' it Ya fine bitches pop that puss like ya know it I was movin' 'caine just doin' my thang
Down here in Memphis where we off the chain
Now, turn the top on my sixty-seven class then I’m switchin' lanes
I done served a fiend, sipped the lean, twenty-four inches don’t cloud my screen
Roll candy paint, blowin' purple dank, they claim grip grain but I know they
ain’t
I’m posted in the club, we can get it poppin'
Ya violate my gangsta partner then it’s bodies droppin'
I just come to party, get at shorty head
Do my thang, spit some game you know how Gotti play it
I’m like all these hoes gon' get it man
One of these hoes gon' get it man
From the 'Mound to the west to the north to the south
Yo Gotti gon' represent it man
No fitted man just a head band, Polo shirt and some Birdmans
Still thugged out and it ain’t no secret
I got my paper out the drug zones
I got my paper out the gutter man
Sellin' bud man with my brother man
If you a North Memphis raised during my D Boy days
You’d see why Gotti still love the game
My wrist, my neck, my ear, my hand, my mouth look like a light show
Yo bitch, my bitch, his bitch, her bitch just hit the flo' and get it low
This for all my street niggaz and bitches
From M Town to H-Town
Free Pimp C, shit
Here we come, we keepin' it trill
Ain’t no need to ask if you see
Ain’t nobody gon' keep it triller than me Myself and I that’s Bun B
I’m a G, I’m a boss, I grip grain and I sip lean
I’m ball all out with the biggest G’s and spit and throw the sixteen
When it come down to the south you know that I’m holdin' the key
I be in the Caddy rollin' on women damn near older than me Them screens six inches or better, the stitches in the leather
If the trunk is popped it’ll show in neon get it together
Cuz when I pull up at the valet man
Eyes is wide and them jaws is droppin'
Steppin' out the freshest clothes, brightest ice man the show is stoppin'
People start oohin' me eyein' soon as they see us Women wanna be with us and fellas they wanna be us We the G’s and don’t try to fight it, got dro and we fixin' light it Laid back and that thang up on us we startin' to get excited
I’m ballin' with Yo Gotti and Eightball two of Memphis tightest
Cuz we havin' a gangsta party man everyone’s invited
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Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Street Tunes Productions
Poprosimy wszystkich, żeby wstali.
D Boys, this a gangsta party
Bun B, Eightball and this ya boy Yo Gotti
Wszystkie moje gorące dziewczyny bop dla mnie Go ' head and drop dla mnie D Boys rock with me Come buy the bar with me Dime pieces smile for me and all my gangsta niggaz wild for me Throughout the crowd with me This for them big, thick fine girls, diamond-studded belly ring
Niggaz who be flippin 'that work, screamin' money ain ' t no thing
Samochód czysty, usta pełne złota z księżniczką pociętą kamieniami w tylnych kieszeniach zwisających nisko bo mam w nim Glocka prosto z tego Memphis, Tenn Orangemound for y 'all niggaz don' t know
Come flip with a pimp, let me show ya how to nuke that swing like I was Nino
Premro, Fat Boy, Eightball whatever y 'all niggaz wanna call me Call me for a hot sixteen i' ma shine in the booth like a brand new bling
But I don ' t sing I bust them flows that go so tight with the track
Bitches get freaky niggaz get crunk and don ' t know how to act
I got the sack roll something, pop that 'gnac and po' it Ya fine bitches pop that puss like ya know it I was movin 'caine just doin' my thang
Tu w Memphis, gdzie jesteśmy poza łańcuchem.
Teraz, obróć górę na mojej 67 klasie wtedy zmienię pasy
I done served a fiend, sipped the lean, twenty-four Cales don ' t cloud my screen
Roll candy paint, blowin ' purple dank, they claim grip grain but I know they
ain ' t
I 'm posted in the club, we can get it poppin'
Ya violate my gangsta partner then it's bodies droppin'
Przychodzę na imprezę, do shorty head
Do my thang, spit some game you know how Gotti play it
I' m like all these hoes gon ' get it man
One of these hoes gon' get it man
/ Align = "left" /
Yo Gotti Gon'
Brak dopasowanego mężczyzny tylko opaska na głowę, Koszulka Polo i ptaszki
Still thugged out and it ain ' t no secret
Mam gazetę w strefach narkotykowych.
I got my paper out the gutter man
Sellin ' bud man with my brother man
If you a North Memphis raised during my D Boy days
You ' d see why Gotti still love the game
Mój nadgarstek, moja szyja, moje ucho, moja ręka, Moje usta wyglądają jak pokaz światła
Yo bitch, my bitch, his bitch, her bitch just hit the flo ' and get it low
This for all my street niggaz and bitches
Z M Town do H-Town
Free Pimp C, shit
Here we come, we keepin ' it
Ain ' t no need to ask if you see
Ain 't nobody gon' keep it triller than me Myself and I that ' s Bun B
I 'm A G, I' m a boss, I grip grain and I sip lean
I 'm ball all out with the biggest G' S and spit and throw the sixteen
/ Kiedy nadejdzie południe, / wiesz, że trzymam klucz.
I be in the Caddy rollin ' on women damn near older than me Them screens six cali or better, the stitches in the leather
Jeśli bagażnik jest przedziurawiony, to będzie widać to w neonie, weź się w garść.
Bo kiedy podjeżdżam do parkingowego
Oczy są szerokie, a szczęki opadają.
"Steppin' out the freshest clothes, brightest ice man The show is stoppin'"
{C: $ 398dc6} People start oohin' me eyein' soon as they see us Women wanna be with us and fellas they wanna be us We The G' S and don' t try to fight it, got dro and we fixin 'light it Laid back and that thang up on us we startin' to get excited {s: 14}
I 'm ballin' with Yo Gotti and Eightball two of Memphis tightest
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