Fat Pat — Swang Down (feat. Mike D & Mr. 3-2) tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Swang Down (feat. Mike D & Mr. 3-2)", wykonawca: Fat Pat.
Tekst piosenki
Swing down, sweet chariots let me ride
Coming down slow, on the damn Southside
Swanging on 4's, slamming on do’s
Pimping your hoes, that’s the way it goes
It’s the big sugar daddy, bailing none other
Coming down with Blount, in the red and peanut butter
Naw I didn’t stutter, popping trunks surround
Coming down slow, watch a playa what clown
On the Boulevard, yeah my swangas we’ll mob
I’m coming down the Boulevard, swanging on 'em hard
Me and C.B., got the T.V. on
Got my Glock in my lap, riding till dawn
Man it’s on, when we hit the parking lot
Pop trunk red neon, it don’t stop
Watching hoes bop, cause we on that glass
C.B. crawling, yeah I got on my mask
With my Sacci locs, ready to let my pistol smoke
Cause up in the C, and I’m gone off that dope
Leaning on the drank, so what you think
I got my hand on my Glock, plus I got my shank
I swang on dots, floss on chops
Hit the scene heat it up, like a boiling crock pot
Dipping so low, in the Jag cockpit
Got my paws frostbit, with six screens lit
Feeling like the shit, mobbing on twin Z’s
Pat and Blount in the Lac, I’m in the J-A-G
Sipping a skeet taste, with a cannon on my waste
Iceberg to the drawas, putting it all in your face
Shocking and body rocking, swanging side to side
Crawling wide body, with Palomino inside
Tell I’m a 84 glider, mono-block glider
Catch me and 3 in the Pathfinder, with diamonds that’ll blind you
Smoking on sticky, sipping lean in my machine
Through the parking lot crawling, hogging dogging the scene
With my mug on mean, working sixteen
Swanging on you boys, fulfilling ghetto dreams
Lumilean to Eddies, money over bop hoes
My Diablo, and see six zeros
Niggas sturn like 84's, and switch like kids
Gotta move around, cause they’ll put it in yo ur ears
Still sipping but no beer, checking up my styrofoam
In H-Town Texas, my home sweet home
The Governor and Corleone, P-A-T resurrected
Vote for Mr. 3−2, to be reelected
We mafia connected, with the streets on lock
Entertaining my peoples, on the fifty foot yacht
I pull a big body out to, bending corners turning heads
From the Boulevard MLK, to the blocks of Homestead
Flossing and flipping turning, tipping so low
Beating the trunk, and dropping the top real slow
Letting the world feel it, realest from the Gulf Coast
We swang down up on the block, body rock with my folks
(*scratching*)
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Swing down, sweet chariots let me ride
Schodząc powoli, na cholerną Southside
Swanging on 4 's, slamming on do' S
Stręczycielstwo Twoich dziwek, that ' s the way it goes
To big sugar daddy, bailing no other
Coming down with Blount, in the red and peanut butter
Nie jąkałem się, pękające Kufry otaczały
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On the Boulevard, yeah my swangas we ' ll mob
* I 'm coming down the Boulevard, swanging on' em hard *
Ja i C. B., włączyliśmy TV.
Mam Glocka na kolanach, jeżdżę do świtu.
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Pop trunk red neon, it don ' t stop
Oglądanie hoes bop, bo my na tym szkle
C. B. crawling, yeah I got on my mask
With my Sacci locs, ready to let my pistol smoke
Bo na górze w C, a ja odchodzę od tego narkotyku.
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I got my hand on my Glock, plus I got my shank
I swang on dots, nitka na kotlety
Hit the scene heat it up, like a boiling crock pot
Zanurzenie tak nisko, w kokpicie Jaguara
Mam odmrożone łapy z sześcioma ekranami.
Feeling like the shit, mobbing on twin Z ' S
Pat i Blount w Lac, ja jestem w J-A-G
Popijając smak skeetu, z armatą na moim odpadku
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Szokujące i kołysanie ciała, kołysanie z boku na bok
Pełzające szerokie ciało, z Palomino w środku
Tell I ' m a 84 glider, mono-block glider
Złap mnie i trójkę w Tropicielu, z diamentami, które Cię oślepią.
Smoking on sticky, sipping lean in my machine
Przez parking czołgając się, zajeżdżając dogging sceny
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Swanging on you boys, fulfilling ghetto dreams
Lumilean to Eddies, money over bop hoes
Mój Diablo, i zobacz sześć zer
Niggas sturn like 84 ' s, and switch like kids
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Wciąż sączy, ale nie ma piwa, sprawdzam mój styropian
In H-Town Texas, my home sweet home
Gubernator i Corleone, P-A-T wskrzeszeni
Głosy za:
We Mafia connected, with the streets on lock
Zabawiając moich ludzi, na jachcie 50 stóp
I pull a big body out to, gięcie rogów turning heads
Od bulwaru MLK do bloków Zagrody
Nitkowanie i flipping turning, tipping so low
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Niech świat to poczuje, realest od wybrzeża Zatoki Perskiej
We swang down up on the block, body rock with my Starzy
(*drapanie*)