Gucci Mane — Pistol in the Party tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Brick Squad about to walk in here
So cold, a nigga bitch say flip
Drinkin on lean like a ice-cold beer
Can’t give you none, give you what got you here
Diamonds so big they hurt my ear
Sip codeine bitch, not Belvedere
Ballin like a nigga on his first day I You chain so little that I hurt my eye
Your watch ain’t real, you a goddamn lie
Got some little bit of niggas, I’m a big ol playa
I can take her to you vacash
Car collision, first place
Over 10 years and they couldn’t take it Told I’m a hold their operation
I’m a man bustin what I stand for
Everything I stand for
And I’m a hound dog, kinda fragile
Cause I drop down, better pipe down
EA, GA, AK to the peach state
And a bitch can’t call me cheap skate
I’m worth 20 mill on E-bay
Gucci Mane ain’t ballin
Young bitch so what yo mouth say
Ain’t no 1 on 1 nigga
He swing, I hit you
I ain’t no front for fun nigga
He ridin with you, he die with you
I ain’t thinkin of bitin my tongue nigga
Everybody know I don’t fuck with you
And I ain’t finna to go in no club nigga
And if you let me home with this lil nigga
Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party
Pistol in the party, pistol in the party
They let me in the club, I brought my pistol to the party
Bet a million dollars at a month nigga
Quarter mill for a lunch nigga
Hundred dollars a blunt nigga
Check ay I had, don’t talk nigga
200 dollars a blunt nigga
This ain’t what you want nigga
Got riffles like I’m huntin niggas
Hand choppas and punk niggas
Well chumps ain’t keep runnin your mouth
If you went another mile then you gon be in my trunk nigga
Got a ill nigga, just slum niggas
But all I do is just point fingers
Had the niggas fightin like Jerry Springer
Thin them fuckin hoes my trigga bang
I know pimp niggas but no gang bangers
Same plane, different angle
With the tango we Gucci
So you like you want a gumbo
Got her waitin for ya and a funeral
And you add these numbers like candles
They grew up, I keep a fighter
Tell the truth I don’t like strangers
Trap game is a deadly game but I tore pussy jet just like Jesse James
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
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So cold, a nigga bitch say flip
Drinkin on lean like a ice-cold beer
"Can' t give you none, give you what got you here"
Diamenty tak wielkie, że zraniły moje ucho
Sip kodeina suka, nie Belvedere
Ballin like a nigga on his first day I You chain so little that I hurt my eye
Twój zegarek nie jest prawdziwy, jesteś cholernym kłamstwem
"Got some little bit of niggas, I 'm a big ol playa"
Zabiorę ją do ciebie.
Kolizja Samochodowa, 1. miejsce
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I ' m a man bustin what I stand for
Everything I stand for
A ja jestem psem myśliwskim, trochę kruchym.
Bo spadam, lepiej się ucisz
EA, GA, AK do stanu brzoskwini
# And a bitch can ' t call me cheap skate #
Jestem wart 20 milionów na e-bay.
Gucci Mane ain ' t ballin
Young bitch so what yo mouth say
Ain ' t no 1 on 1 nigga
Huśtał się, Uderzyłem Cię.
I ain ' t no front for fun nigga
Jeździ z tobą, umiera z Tobą
I ain ' t thinkin of bitin my tongue nigga
Everybody know I don ' t fuck with you
And I ain ' t finna to go in no club nigga
And if you let me home with this lil nigga
Pistolet na imprezie, Pistolet na imprezie
Wpuścili mnie do klubu, wziąłem Pistolet na imprezę.
Pistolet na imprezie, Pistolet na imprezie
Wpuścili mnie do klubu, wziąłem Pistolet na imprezę.
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Quarter mill for a lunch nigga
Sto dolarów za blunt nigga
"Check ay I had, don 't talk nigga"
200 dollars a blunt nigga
This ain ' t what you want nigga
Got riffles like I ' m huntin niggas
Hand choppas and punk niggas
Well chumps ain ' t keep runnin your mouth
If you went another mile then you gon be in my trunk nigga
Mam chorego czarnucha, tylko slums niggas
Ale wszystko co robię, to wskazuję palcami.
Had the niggas fightin like Jerry Springer
Thin them fucking hoes my trigga bang
I know pimp niggas but no gang bangers
Ta sama płaszczyzna, inny kąt
With the tango we Gucci
So you like you want a gumbo
Got her waitin for ya and a funeral
I dodajesz te liczby jak świece
Oni dorastali, ja trzymam wojownika
Powiedz prawdę. nie lubię obcych.
Gra w pułapkę to śmiertelna gra ale rozdarłem pussy jet tak jak Jesse James