Juvenile — Pop U tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Alright
You gon' make me clock you
I’ma have to pop you
You gon' make me pop you
I’ma have to pop you
You gon' make me pop you
I’ma have to pop you
You gon' make me pop you
I’ma have to pop you
Who that nigga is What that nigga claim
Juve wild magnolia
Its an uptown thing
Soulja watchin' over me So I’ma let it rain
Just give me the weed, the mic
And I’ma let it off the chain
Y’all actin' like, that nigga lost it I ain’t have no money
now I’m back, what the cost is These ain’t Birdman’s
These is real Gucci’s
Turn around the corner
Motherf**ker tryin' to sue me Talkin' shit to me so I can hit him with a two-piece
Where he rock, where he roll
where he got control
Me and my mans and them get the brains out these hoes
If she can dance, then she can romance nice and slow
Be in a trance like it was your man’s pipe in the hole
I’ve been sippin' a little somethin'
Just stop servin' the game
It feel good to be an OG
I’m deservin' it mayne
I’m the nigga nigga
The nigga nigga the nigga
The nigga nigga Ju-a-vey
I’m the nigga nigga
The nigga the nigga nigga
The nigga nigga nigga Ju-a-vey
Now ain’t no tellin' where I might be (Nope!)
Cause there’s a million other creeps
Prancin' around these streets lookin' like me Call them my stunt doubles
So if you think you hit Luda' with the rueger
I’m up in Cuba blowin' blunt bubbles
On the double, lookin' for trouble we staarted
The eye on my gat is cocked its retaarted
I’m sippin' lean, smokin' green, and I’m so hot
I told machine’s people call me +I Robot+
Bang to the boogey boogey bang bang
Let my little partner borrow my necklace
And hit bitches with the same chain
Its not computer love (Nope!)
I’m gettin' great brain
Got a hard drive
But they blow me out my mainframe
Now how you like that?
I got your momma pitchin' quarters
On the corner gettin' cornered
And come right back
I’m makin' tight stacks (Yeah!)
So if it ain’t Juve or Luda
Then can it nigga, we don’t even like rap!
Got the Mack in the grass
And the nine in the dumpster
Duck when they pass
One time wanna dump ya'
Hunger
What I got in my veins
Take shots from the Henny
Just to straighten my aim
Now, I raise my middle finger (F**k the World!)
And them donuts in that car better make ya' hurl
Yea, I’m bout my paper mayne
I’m fully loaded like them niggaz in Jamaica mayne
I know you know
This is Crack
And he’s back
And you mad
Cause we diiid
And they Yack-ity Yak
In the sack when we slid in (Yeah!)
Mommy shakin' they ass
She want some big bills
Tip drill, she wants a tip drill (That's it!)
Its ya' nigga crack
Live with some fresh cut
Side of the highway
Ridin' that’s the best f**k
And you can keep them hotel keys
Cause we gon' f**k these bitches
Wherever we please
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
W porządku.
You gon ' make me clock you
I ' m have to pop you
You gon ' make me pop you
I ' m have to pop you
You gon ' make me pop you
I ' m have to pop you
You gon ' make me pop you
I ' m have to pop you
Who that nigga is What that nigga claim
Juve wild magnolia
Its an uptown thing
Soulja watchin 'over me So I' ma let it rain
Daj mi trawkę, mikrofon.
And I ' ma let it off the chain
Y 'all actin' like, that nigga lost it I ain ' t have no money
teraz jestem z powrotem, ile kosztuje to nie jest Birdman ' s
To prawdziwe Gucci ' ego.
Turn around the corner
/ Align = "left" /
Where he rock, where he roll
where he got control
Ja, moi ludzie i oni dostają mózgi te dziwki
Jeśli potrafi tańczyć, może romansować spokojnie i powoli.
Bądź w transie, jakby to była fajka twojego faceta w dziurze.
I 've been sippin'a little somethin'
Just stop servin ' The game
It feel good to be an OG
I 'm deservin' it mayne
I ' m the nigga nigga
The nigga nigga the nigga
The nigga nigga ju-a-vey
I ' m the nigga nigga
The nigga the nigga nigga
The nigga nigga nigga ju-a-vey
Now ain' t no tellin ' where I might be (Nope!)
Bo jest milion innych dziwaków
Prancin 'around these streets lookin' like me Call them my stunt doubles
Więc jeśli myślisz, że uderzyłeś Ludę ruegerem
I 'm up in Cuba blowin' blunt bubbles
* On the double, lookin ' for trouble we staarted *
Oko na mojego Gnata jest odbezpieczone.
I 'm sippin' lean, smokin 'green, and I' m so hot
Powiedziałem, że ludzie maszyny nazywają mnie Robot+
Bang to the boogey boogey bang bang
Niech mój mały partner pożyczy naszyjnik.
I bij suki tym samym łańcuchem
Its not computer love (Nope!)
I 'm gettin' great brain
Mam twardy dysk.
Ale oni zdmuchnęli mój mainframe
Jak ci się to podoba?
I got your momma pitchin ' quarters
On the corner gettin ' cornered
And come right back
I 'm makin' tight stacks (Yeah!)
So if it ain ' t Juve or Luda
To może czarnuchu, nawet nie lubimy rapu!
"Got the Mack in the grass"
I Dziewiątka w śmietniku.
Duck when they pass
One time wanna dump ya'
Głód
What I got in my veins
Take shots from the Henny
/ Align = "left" /
Teraz podniosę środkowy palec.)
And them donuts in that car better make ya ' hurl
/ Align = "left" / Linear
I ' m fully loaded like them niggaz in Jamaica mayne
I know you know
To jest Crack.
And he ' s back
And you mad
Ponieważ my diiid
And they Yack-ity Yak
W łóżku, gdy się wślizgnęliśmy.)
Mamusia trzęsie tyłkiem
Chce Duże Banknoty.
Wiertło Tip, ona chce wiertło tip (to jest to!)
Its ya ' nigga crack
Live with some fresh cut
Side of the highway
Ridin 'that' s the best f* * k
I możesz zatrzymać Klucze do hotelu.
Bo będziemy pieprzyć te suki.
Wherever we please