Bun B — You're Everything tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Man f’real I love bein from the Dirty South mayne
It made me the G I am today, made me the hustler I am today
The grinder, the baller; the gangster I am today mayne
Lot of people got opinions and, issues and, problems with
What they see comin from the South and who doin what in the South mayne
But I’mma tell you like this — FUCK YOU DAWG~! This the South nigga
We gon' be here, we been here, and ain’t goin no motherfuckin where
Take it how you like it, hate it or love it ho!
It’s that candy paint, 84's, belts and buckles, chrome and grill
Leather seats, stitch and tuck, TV screens and wooden wheels
Suede roof, neon lights, Vogue tire swang and bang
Tops drop, blades chop, fifth wheel just hangin mayne
White T’s, fitted hats, Jordans under dickies (dickies)
That Swisher sweet, cigarillos filled up with the sticky (sticky)
The fifteens bam’n and the bass kick-kickin
Cadillac do’s slammin on them po'-po's tippin
We ain’t trippin just flippin these haters dip when they see us (dip when they
see us)
Cause they could never beat us best us or be us
I’m a G that’s a genius, best to just respect my thuggin mayne
It’s the South, ain’t nothin above it and that’s why I love it mayne!
You’re everything I knew! (Ohh yeah)
Do what you want me to (I will doooooooo anything)
Get on my knees for you (ohhhhhhhhhh bab-bayyy)
What else is there to do (I don’t know, I don’t know, but I’ll cry)
Yeah, keepin it trilla baby; Texas, P.A. to H-Town
3-oh-5 to Mi-Yayo… you know what it is
Pray at night when you sellin white, got one ki' tryin to sell it twice
Yellow stones all in my shit, yellowbones all on my dick
Honeycomb I call my crib, money long that’s on my kids
R.I.P. to my Uncle Chad, UGK you can’t fuck wit that
Niggas fake, they hate candy paint, and all the paper that your partner make
Shakin dice like a face of life, champagne just ain’t tastin right
Haterade they Gatorade, look at these seats they gator made
Friend or foe niggas never know (know) never know when you fin' to blow
Dude scrapin the curb, dippin sippin some syrup
Fingers blistered twisted Swishers, Pimp died and it hurt
But I handle my issue, I got several pistols
That won’t whistle, missles knockin gristle from fatty tissue
Mississippi’s my home, 'til I’m die and I’m gone
I know I put it on my back, held that bitch up alone
With no label b-backin, pride split into fractions
I hit the ocean on peggy bustin back at the crackin
And y’all scared (y'all scared)
You’re everything I knew! (Ohh yeah)
Do what you want me to (I will doooooooo anything)
Get on my knees for you (ohhhhhhhhhh bab-bayyy)
What else is there to do (I don’t know, I don’t know, but I’ll cry)
Yeah, yeah
Lets talk about Pimp C, Bun B, Eightball, MJG
Big Boi, Dre 3000, Scarface, Willie D
T.I.P, Young Jeezy, Birdman, Lil Weezy
Trick Daddy, Young Buck, SoSoDef, Jermaine Dupri
J Prince, Rap-A-Lot, Juicy J, DJ Paul
Slim Thug, Lil' Keke, Chamillionare, Paul Wall
We all different but we all rep the same thang
God first, family then money in the South mayne
They-they call me Peeimp Tight! MJG
The Dirty South, is everything I want
Everything I need, everything I’m longin for
When I’m outta town gotta get home, just for
Everything that I been raised to love, the wisdom my grandmomma gave to us
Racial profilin, police harassment regular days to us
You say door, we say do'; you say four, we say fo'
You say whore, we say ho; you want more, but we want mo'
What else is there left for me to do?
This the dedication from me to you
The South, I know you gonna see, me through
So until I die I wanna be, wit’chu
You’re everything
You’re everything I knew! (Ohh yeah)
Do what you want me to (I will doooooooo anything)
Get on my knees for you (ohhhhhhhhhh bab-bayyy)
What else is there to do (I don’t know, I don’t know, but I’ll cry)
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Man f ' real I love bein from the Dirty South Mayne
To sprawiło, że jestem dzisiaj G, uczyniło mnie hustlerem, którym jestem dzisiaj
The grinder, the baller; the gangster I am today mayne
Wiele osób ma opinie i, problemy i, problemy z
Co widzą z południa i kto co robi na południu mayne
Ale powiem ci tak: pierdol się! This the South nigga
We gon 'be here, we been here, and ain' t going no motherfuckin where
Bierz jak chcesz, nienawidź lub kochaj ho!
To ta farba cukierkowa, 84, paski i klamry, chrom i grill
Skórzane siedzenia, ściegi i wkładki, ekrany TV i drewniane koła
Zamszowy dach, neony, opony Vogue swang i bang
Tops drop, blades chop, fifth wheel just hangin mayne
Białe T ' y, dopasowane czapki, Jordany pod dickies (dickies)
Że Swisher słodki, cygaretki wypełnione lepki (lepki)
Fifteens bam ' N and the bass kick-kickin
Cadillac do 'S slammin on them po' - po ' S tippin
We ain ' t trippin just flippin these haters dip when they see us (dip when they
Zobacz też)
Bo nigdy nie pokonają nas lepiej niż my.
I 'm A G that' s a genius, best to just respect my thuggin mayne
To Południe, nic nad nim nie ma i dlatego kocham to mayne!
Jesteś wszystkim, co znałem! (Ohh yeah)
Do what you want me to (I will doooooooo anything)
Get on my knees for you (ohhhhhhhhh bab-bayyy)
What else is there to do (I don 't know, I don' t know, but I ' ll cry)
Yeah, keepin it trilla baby; Texas, P. A. to H-Town
3-oh-5 do Mi-Yayo ... wiesz co to jest
Modlić się w nocy, gdy sprzedajesz biały, masz jednego ki ' trying to sell it twice
Yellow stones all in my shit, yellowbones all on my dick
Honeycomb i call my crib, money long that ' s on my kids
R. I. P. dla mojego wujka Chada, UGK nie możesz tego pojebać.
Niggas fake, they hate candy paint, and all the paper that your partner make
Shakin dice like a face of life, champagne just ain ' t tastin right
Haterade they Gatorade, look at these seats they gator made
Friend or foe niggas never know (know) never know when you fin ' to blow
Dude scrapin the curb, dippin sippin some syrop
/ Align = "left" /
Ale ja się tym zajmę, mam kilka pistoletów.
To nie gwiżdże, panienki pukają w chrząstkę z tkanki tłuszczowej.
Mississippi jest moim domem, 'til I' m die and I ' m gone
I know I put it on my back, hold that bitch up alone
Bez oznaczenia B-backin, pride dzieli się na frakcje
I hit the ocean na peggy bustin back at the crackin
And y 'all scared (y' all scared)
Jesteś wszystkim, co znałem! (Ohh yeah)
Do what you want me to (I will doooooooo anything)
Get on my knees for you (ohhhhhhhhh bab-bayyy)
What else is there to do (I don 't know, I don' t know, but I ' ll cry)
Yeah, yeah
Pogadajmy o Pimp C, Bun B, Eightball, MJG
Big Boi, Dre 3000, Scarface, Willie D
T. I. P, Young Jeezy, Birdman, Lil Weezy
Trick Daddy, Young Buck, SoSoDef, Jermaine Dupri
J Prince, Rap-a-Lot, Juicy J, DJ Paul
Slim Thug, Lil ' Keke, Chamillionare, Paul Wall
We all different but we all rep the same thang
Bóg pierwszy, rodzina potem pieniądze w South mayne
Nazywają mnie Peeimp Tight! MJG
Dirty South, is everything I want
Everything I need, everything I ' m longin for
Kiedy wyjadę z miasta, muszę wrócić do domu.
Wszystko, do czego mnie wychowano, mądrość, którą dała nam moja babcia.
Profil rasowy, nękanie policji regularne dni do nas
Ty mówisz drzwi, my mówimy do'; ty mówisz cztery, my mówimy fo'
Ty mówisz dziwka, my mówimy ho; ty chcesz więcej, ale my chcemy więcej.
Co jeszcze mogę zrobić?
To dedykacja ode mnie dla Ciebie.
The South, I know you gonna see, me through
So until I die I wanna be, wit ' Chu
Jesteś wszystkim
Jesteś wszystkim, co znałem! (Ohh yeah)
Do what you want me to (I will doooooooo anything)
Get on my knees for you (ohhhhhhhhh bab-bayyy)
What else is there to do (I don 't know, I don' t know, but I ' ll cry)