Freddie Gibbs — BFK tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "BFK", wykonawca: Freddie Gibbs.
Tekst piosenki
East side niggas stay bout it West side niggas stay bout it North side niggas stay bout it South side niggas stay bout it bout it
G.I. niggas stay bout it Take a nigga life don’t doubt it Church and the liquor store crowded
911 is a joke don’t dial it We ain’t really trippin' when the money stay pilin'
Money comin slow then mothafuckas get violent
I just want a crib and a coupe low mileage
Gon' hustle dope with a yellow bone stallion
So high, and niggas wanna know why I, ride
With semi automatic by my, side
Cause I got niggas comin at my, head
But I won’t let them bitches stop my, bread
A mothafucka wanna show my, dough
I hit him twice with the black fo-fo
The witness, courtroom don’t, show
And what a nigga don’t know, won’t, go
'Dro hoes in the dope game major
On the front page magazine, no label
Industry don’t want 'em cause the niggas too gangsta
Probably never heard em on ya radio station
Way too thug for these mothafuckin' raps
Rap way better then ya neighbourhood trap
Man came down on the uppity bitch
I be fuckin' the bitch, let my niggas smash right after
Dope in the kitchen gotta get it stretchin' n whippin'
Know some niggas that slippin, we can hit a lick if you with it Then I ship it to Liver, I ain’t took a trip in a minute
Now I’m in the position, I can give it to my lieutenant
Need a mothafucka robbed I’m the nigga for the job
Peace to the Slam and the 5-Trey Mob
What you know about that life in the mask
Them Gary, Indiana niggas gift wrap the casket, how you love that?
Yea, I ain’t got time for these bitches
Ain’t gotta dime for these bitches
Breakin' it down for 3 bitches
Duffle stuffed with 3 6's
Heat under the pillow, I sleep with' my Mrs
And I’m havin' dreams that’s bigger than 6 digits
Nickels while I rest, possessed to whip chickens
Livin' though you addicted, to hit the next shipment
So high, and niggas wanna know why I, ride
With semi automatic by my, side
I need a nigga that’s fosho gon' bust
And really I’m the only nigga I, trust
And really I’m the only nigga that, cold
New shoes, cadillac on, fo’s
Shine for the dimes and the rat, hoes
Check a pack, write a rap, crack, sold
And my trunk leave cracks in the pavement
Chevy only carry heavy weight, gon' save 'em
Just another victim of the game, can you blame 'em
And he stay paid, can’t a lame nigga fade 'em
And most of you niggas in the rap game dick blowers
But at the end of the day, don’t get shit for it But me and mine’s gotta eat, so I’m beatin' up the street
Dinner time, man, I gotta hit a lick for it Send 'em to God, tryna rob the godfather
And if you scared of catchin' a murder then why bother
I’m peelin' off a knock for pots of hot water
Niggas wrote me off and it made me grind harder
Peace to the East, nigga peace to the chief
Got a slug for the judge, bringin' heat for police
And a book full of sins that I read when I sleep
Then I wake up 'n I put 'em on a beat, how you love that?
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
East side niggas stay bout it West side niggas stay bout it North side niggas stay bout it South side niggas stay bout it bout it
G. I. niggas stay bout it Take a nigga life don ' t doubt it Church and the monopolowy store crowded
911 to żart. nie wybieraj.
Pieniądze przychodzą powoli, a mothafuckas stają się agresywne.
Chcę tylko kołyskę i małe Coupe.
Gon ' hustle dope with a yellow bone stallion
So high, and niggas wanna know why I, ride
Z półautomatycznym przy moim boku
Bo mam czarnuchów na głowie
But I won ' t let them bitches stop my, bread
A mothafucka wanna show my, dough
Uderzyłem go dwa razy czarnym fo-fo
Świadek, sala sądowa, nie pokazuj
And what a nigga don 't know, won' t, go
"Dro hoes in The dope game major
Na pierwszej stronie magazynu, bez etykiety
Industry don 't want' em because the niggas too gangsta
Prawdopodobnie nigdy nie słyszałem em w stacji radiowej ya
Too thug for these mothafuckin ' raps
RAP way better than ya neighborhood trap
Man came down on the uppity bitch
I be fuckin ' the bitch, let my niggas smash right after
Dope in the kitchen gotta get it stretchin 'n whippin'
Znam paru czarnuchów, że slippin, możemy uderzyć Lizać jeśli z nim Then I ship it to Liver, I ain ' t took a trip in a minute
Teraz jestem na pozycji, mogę dać ją mojemu porucznikowi.
Potrzebuję mothafucka obrabowanego I ' m the nigga for the job
Peace to the Slam and the 5-Trey Mob
Co wiesz o tym życiu w masce?
Jak ci się to podoba?
Yea, I ain ' t got time for these bitches
Ain ' t gotta dime for these bitches
Breakin ' it down for 3 bitches
Duffle nadziewane 36 ' s
Ciepło pod poduszką, sypiam z moją Panią
And I 'm havin' dreams that ' s bigger than 6 numbers
Nickels while I rest, possessed to batch chicks
Livin ' though you addicted, to hit the next shipment
So high, and niggas wanna know why I, ride
Z półautomatycznym przy moim boku
I need a nigga that 's fosho Gon' bust
# And really I ' m the only nigga # # I, trust #
And really I ' m the only nigga that, cold
Nowe buty, Cadillac na, fo ' s
Shine for the dimes and the rat, hoes
Check a pack, write a rap, crack, sold
A mój kufer zostawia pęknięcia w chodniku
Chevy tylko dźwigać ciężary, Go 's save' em
Kolejna ofiara gry, możesz ich winić
And he stay paid, can 't a lame nigga fade' em
I większość z was czarnuchy w grze RAP dick dmuchacze
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A jeśli boisz się złapać mordercę, to po co się trudzić?
I 'm peelin' off a knock for garnki gorącej wody
Niggas wrated me off and it made me grind harder
Peace to the East, nigga peace to the chief
Mam kulę dla sędziego, napaloną dla policji.
I książkę pełną grzechów, którą czytam, gdy śpię.
A potem budzę się i puszczam je w rytm, jak ci się to podoba?