C-Murder — That's Me tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "That's Me", wykonawca: C-Murder.
Tekst piosenki
I’m from that CP3
It’s the 2G plus, and I’ma get my shine on And break it down like B12 and get my grind on
I’d never leave you hangin, so gimme dap dawg
I’d never play you close because I rap fol'
I’m from the south, yeah I’m strapped, and plus I’m slugged up And keep movin' on that green and I get fucked up I hope you niggas takin notes, so pay attention black
I’m the thug of all thugs, now picture that
repeat chorus and hook
This for all my dawgs, out there raisin' hell, brah
Stack yo chips, and make yo mail, brah
From Rolodex to Memorex, to sex on the beach
I disinfect niggas like bleach
Wit my .45 auto on my dresser, I betcha
I wet cha, if you try to step to me nigga
Wit that chop, chop, chop, TRU Records on top
Makin' CEO ends, in a Benz wit my friends
Sippin Hen', straight up out the bottle my nogga
Six deep, so don’t you try to follow my nogga
I fuck wit P, and a rowdy nigga like Silkk too
That’s my crew, forever nigga T-R-U
repeat chorus and hook
You see them plaques on the wall, we ball, we did that
The most stuck up, chicks you met, we hit that
C-P-3.Com, beat for beat, rhyme for rhyme
It’s Cut Boy time, so let a thug nigga shine
You be like, maybe not 'C, or maybe so
I’m straight up, I say yeah dawg or nigga hell no What I’m gon' do when I get outta jail?
My mind on my money, stack chips, and make mail
Uptown, Downtown, West Bound, I found all my rounds
Wit that pound from them Deadly Soundz
That’s how I be, what you get, is what you see
Locked down or free, lil daddy, That’s Me repeat chorus and hook
And they told me to stop thuggin'. You must be crazy.
That’s Me. Ya’ll better ask sumbody. This aint no game
boy. TRU Records, Respect us. Forever. Peace Out.
(Computer voice)
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Jestem z CP3.
To 2G plus, i ' ma get my shine on And break it down like B12 and get my grind on
I ' d never leave you hangin, so gimme dap dawg
Nigdy nie zagram z tobą blisko, bo rapuję.
I 'm from the south, yeah I' m straped, and plus I 'm slugged up and keep movin' on that green and I get fucked up I hope you niggas takin notes, so pay attention black
I ' m the thug of all thugs, now imagine that
powtórz refren i hak
This for all my dawgs, out there raisin ' hell, brah
Stack yo chips, and make yo mail, brah
Od Rolodexu do Memorexu, do seksu na plaży
Dezynfekuję czarnuchów jak wybielacz.
Wit my .45 auto na mojej komodzie, założę się
I wet cha, if you try to step to me nigga
Wit that chop, chop, chop, Tru Records on top
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Sippin Hen', straight up out the bottle my nogga
Sześć głębokich, więc nie próbuj podążać za moją nogga
I fuck wit P, and a rowdy nigga like Silkk too
That ' s my crew, forever nigga T-R-U
powtórz refren i hak
Widzisz te tablice na ścianie, gramy, zrobiliśmy to.
Najbardziej zarozumiałe Laski, które spotkałeś, trafiliśmy na to.
C-P-3.Com, beat for beat, rhyme for rhyme
It ' s Cut Boy time, so let a thug nigga shine
Jesteś jak, może nie ' C, a może tak
I 'm straight up, I say yeah dawg or nigga hell no What I 'm goin' do when I get out of pail?
My mind on my money, stack chips, and make mail
Uptown, Downtown, West Bound, I found all my rounds
Wit that pound from them Deadly Soundz
Taki już jestem, to co dostajesz, to co widzisz
Locked down or free, lil daddy, That ' s Me repeat chorus and hook
I kazali mi przestać zbijać. Chyba oszalałeś.
To ja. Lepiej zapytaj sumbody. To nie jest gra.
chłopcze. Tru Records, szanuj nas. Na zawsze. Pokój.
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