Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz — BME Click tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Verse 1 Bezel
Whateva Bezel give ya goin be fi yi yi Drop some acid in ya drink make ya see ta da
I don’t care if my girl just a leg n' a thigh
She better spread her thighs let me hear her ayi yi yi They say if you wait a little while good things’ll come
Drink come get yours but you blink and it’s gone
Patient dude I really can’t wait that long
Been layin fools down way before that 8ball song
I Like that benze go ahead and run that man
Boy you’ze a ho I think you jwanna man
It’s not your boy from D12
It’s ATL
One of the sickest dudes out they like ain’t he well
Adamville ain’t changed
It’s still the same
They thought knockin' ??? would stop the cane
Boss the plane they livin' on fantasy island
Double move if a quake made Atlanta Island
Verse 2 Don P This ya boy Don P AKA get away from me I don’t play I just ride
How they gon' see nigga I don’t hide
Never had a watch so I never had the time
Always had money but I stayed on the grind
Girls give me head so I gotta million miles
World’s most wanted I done did a million crimes
Gotta be (established?) that I’m twice platinum
Gimme some space nigga back back some
Ain’t really smart but ain’t that dumb
??? nigga you can keep it crunk
I don’t drop hits nigga I drop bombs
Forget bein' a star nigga I’m a fuckin' sun
Nigga lookin' at me talkin' 'bout it’s all good
Kings of crunk nigga comin through yo hood
Bi*ch
Verse 3 Black Boi
See I ain’t come to play
I came to spit bars inside cars
To let you niggas know where I stay
285 way don’t miss the byway
On my high way
Eastside we on that remi and that purple 'round my way
Okay boy now let me spit it’s Black Boi
On this here and boy I’m real wit this shit
I rip drawers off take yo balls off
Cuz you knew before you came in my room girl you was so sawed off
Was I wrote off? Oh Nooo
I was strapped at it bitch
Before you close the door now dats fa sho
We on that dro when you get up out my car bitch don’t slam my door
Motherfucka
Verse 3 Dirty Mouth
ATL is my home
And know my hip keep that chrome
For the ones who talkin' shit
They better leave me alone
I ain’t playin' no games
I’m just out for this fame
Gettin' this money is how I see ya gettin' blow from the jane
Keep your distance I’m 'bout to start movin' this chain
This hollow tip gon' be rainin' on the top of ya brain
Hot like lava I’m loadin up this chrome problem solva
So watch ya back 'cause here I come dropin' bodies like bombers
This smith n wessen is gonna teach you haters a lesson
All you niggas keep on stressin how we smoke up the essence
This herbal session just keep a nigga full of confession
So while I’m diggin' in your purse I keep that heat for protection
Now gimme your loot
This motherfucka gon' make me pimp shoot
This motherfucka think I’m plannin' think I’m roody like poo
You think I’m gravy I told you boys don’t play me for lame
This motherfucka that wanted to listen I took his ass out the game bi*ch
Verse 4 LA T-R-Y M-E pussy nigga
Lil LA off in this bi*ch
Ready to bust yo fuckin' shit
Bitch rich nigga if you wanna talk that bullshit
Gon' hate I ain’t stun ya runnin' up I’ll get ya split
From the bottom to the top
Top to bottom you will go Naw ho I ain’t the nigga to be fuckin' wit fo Sic 'em git 'em split 'em hit 'em
Tear that nigga ass up I kill for fun mayne and
I ain’t jokin mayne
What’s up back up fuck nigga
Who you takin to Yeah scary ass nigga we comin' for you
If you wanna talk shit better be prepared
To live and die in the motherfuckin' ATL yeah
Verse 5 Yo Gotti
Ain’t nothin' like a good ass whoopin' to set it off
Come how you want it bitch and ya pussy ass off
Them little niggas ain’t gon' fight
So I’ma shoot first
Big nigga wanna tustle so put them hands to work
Decatur want it Decatur ready Decatur dead in the end
Ho click mo bitch than a ???
Chyna and fate wishin yo bi*ch ass dead
Crunker then a dog in the south west gate
I got h*** shakin they ass I got it made
Real bed bust head with a work and the mail
What’s that smell ya dead ass in a hotel
No evidence cuz the gun in the chair
Cramp in my leg from sittin in the car and waitin
Lil Jon and the esb finna put they hands on ya Got claim on yo life the hitman I be You want the job done just holla at me, yeah
Verse 6 Bo Hagon
I can’t feel the ground the beneath me one of these hoes is down to freak me Haters they shoot rounds to leak me Have my family sittin' 'round to weep me Life as a hustla an everyday struggler tryin' to double up And I ain’t a fuckin' juggler if you ever try to trouble us Better knuckle up The streets they know what it is They know what the fake they know what the real
They go for the kill do what you feel hop in the 'lac flash ya grill
Show your gold throw your bows
Stay on ya toes and don’t trust these hoes
Play ya part and do ya thang
Always put money before the fame
Verse 7 Lil Bo
Y’all niggas don’t wanna see me Runnin' 'round here hatin' on me Wanna know what I do wit my cheese
'84 Silerado Chevy
Now I can buy that nine eleven
And I can get that Escalade
Bout to hit the corner pop the trunk and let that thang spray
Reppin that GA decatur’s where I stay
Nothin but real niggas and bitches out here 'round my way
Lil Bo I be that nigga quick to pull a trigger
An' put some lead in the head of a fuck nigga
Verse 8 Big Sam
Woke up this mornin nigga
With a pump and my hand on the trigger
Had a dream last night I was bein' hated on by a bunch of these fuck niggas
These niggas done made me slip now into my alias now
Coup de gras SWAT officers and all these haters and these niggas right now
Frankly I’m hot and pissed
This shit is ludacris
Same niggas you grew up wit nigga
Same niggas get they wig split
So keep flexin' and talkin and get your ass whipped
Motherfucka you must not know who you fuckin' wit
I’m DJ 64 that nigga XL
Big Sam sayin' this shit to let you know what’s real
You bitch bitch ho ho Ass ass nigga nigga
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
/ Align = "Left" / Linear
Whateva Ramel give ya going be fi yi Yi Drop some acid in ya drink make ya see ta da
I don 't care if my girl just a leg n' A udo
Niech lepiej rozchyli uda niech ją usłyszę ayi yi Yi They say if you wait a little while good things ' ll come
Drink come get yours but you mrugnij i już go nie ma
Cierpliwy koleś naprawdę nie mogę czekać tak długo
Been layin fools down way before that 8ball song
Podoba mi się ta Benzyna.
Chłopcze, jesteś dziwką. myślę, że jesteś mężczyzną.
To nie twój chłopak z D12.
To ATL.
Jeden z najbardziej chorych kolesi na świecie.
Adamville
To wciąż to samo.
Myśleli, że pukają ??? zatrzyma laskę
Boss The plane they livin ' on fantasy island
Double move if a quake made Atlanta Island
Wers 2 Don P This ya boy don P AKA get away from me I don ' t play I just ride
"How they gon' see nigga I don 't hide"
Nigdy nie miałem zegarka, więc nigdy nie miałem czasu.
Zawsze miałem pieniądze, ale byłem na haju.
"Girls give me head so I gotta million miles"
World ' s most wanted I done did a million crimes
Gotta be (established?"that I' m twice platinum"
Gimme some space nigga back back some
Ain 't really smart but ain' t that dumb
??? nigga you can keep it crunk
I don ' t drop hits nigga I drop bombs
Zapomnij o gwiazdach czarnuchu jestem pieprzonym słońcem
Nigga lookin 'at me talkin ''bout it' s all good
Kings of crunk nigga coming through yo hood
Bi * ch
/ Align = "Left" / Linear
# Patrz I ain ' t come to play
Przychodziłem do barów w samochodach.
To let you niggas know where I stay
285 way don ' t miss the byway
On my high way
Eastside We on that remi and that purple ' round my way
Ok chłopcze teraz pozwól mi wypluć to jest czarny Boi
* On this here and boy I ' m real wit this shit *
I rip szuflady off take yo balls off
Bo wiedziałaś, zanim weszłaś do mojego pokoju, dziewczyno, że tak cię pocięto.
Zostałem skreślony? O Nie!
I was straped at it bitch
Zanim zamkniesz drzwi, to jest fa sho.
We on that Dro when you get up out my car bitch don ' t trzaskam drzwiami
Motherfucker
/ Align = "Left" / Linear
ATL is my home
# And know my hip keep that chrome #
For the ones who talkin ' shit
Lepiej zostaw mnie w spokoju.
I ain 't playin' no games
Jestem tylko dla tej sławy.
Gettin 'this money is how I see ya gettin' blow from the jane
Zachowaj dystans I ' m 'bout to start movin' this chain
This hollow tip Goon 'be rain' on the top of ya brain
/ Align = "left" /
So watch ya back 'cause here I come dropin' bodies like bombers
Ten smith N wessen da wam hejterom nauczkę.
Wszyscy, czarnuchy, stresujcie się jak palimy esencję
/ Align = "left" /
Więc kiedy grzebię w twojej torebce, trzymam ciepło dla ochrony.
Teraz daj mi swój łup.
Ten motherfucker Gon ' make me pimp shoot
Ten skurwysyn myśli, że planuję myśleć, że jestem roody jak kupa
Myślicie, że jestem sosem. mówiłem wam, chłopcy, nie pogrywajcie ze mną.
Ten skurwysyn, który chciał słuchać, załatwiłem mu dupsko z gry.
Werset 4 LA T-R-Y M-E pussy nigga
Lil LA off in this bi * ch
Gotowy, żeby cię przymknąć.
Bitch rich nigga if you wanna talk that bullshit
Gon 'hate I ain' t stun ya runnin 'up I' ll get ya split
Od dołu do góry
/ Align = "left" /
Rozedrzyj tego czarnucha i zabij dla Zabawy mayne i
I ain ' t jokin mayne
What ' s up back up fuck nigga
Who you takin to Yeah scary ass nigga we comin ' for you
Jeśli chcesz gadać głupoty, lepiej się przygotuj.
To live and die in the motherfuckin ' ATL yeah
Werset 5 Yo Gotti
Ain 't nothin' like a good ass whoopin ' to set it off
Come how you want it bitch and ya pussy ass off
Them little niggas ain 't gon' fight
Więc strzelę pierwszy.
Big nigga wanna tustle so put them hands to work
Decatur chce to Decatur gotowy Decatur martwy w końcu
Ho click mo bitch than a ???
Chyna i Los życzą sobie śmierci
Crunker then a dog in the south west gate
I got h*** shakin they ass I got it made
Real bed bust head with a work and the mail
Co to za zapach martwej dupy w hotelu?
Brak dowodów, bo broń na krześle
Skurcz w nodze od sittina w samochodzie i czekania
Lil Jon and the esb finna put they hands on ya Got claim on yo life The hitman I be you want the job done just holla at me, yeah
Werset 6 Bo Hagon
* I can' t feel the ground the beneath me * * one of these hoes is down to freak me Hateers they shoot round to learn me * * Have my family sittin 'round to weep me Life as a hustla * * an everyday struggler tryin' to double up And I ain' t a fuckin ' juggler * * if you ever try to trouble us Better knuckle up The streets they know what it is They know what the false they know what the real *
They go for the kill do what you feel hop in the ' Lac flash ya grill
Show your gold throw your bows
Stay on ya toes and don ' t trust these hoes
Play ya part and do ya thang
Zawsze stawiaj pieniądze przed sławą.
Werset 7 Lil Bo
Y 'all niggas don' t wanna see me Runnin 'round here hatin' on me Wanna know what I do wit my cheese
1984 Silerado Chevy
Teraz mogę kupić ten nine eleven.
I mogę dostać tego Escalade ' a.
Bout to hit the corner pop the trunk and let that thang spray
Reppin that ga decatur ' s where I stay
Nothin but real niggas and bitches out here ' round my way
Lil Bo I be that nigga quick to pull a trigger
And ' put some lead in the head of a fuck nigga
Werset 8 Big Sam
"Wake up this mornin nigga"
Z pompą i ręką na spuście
Miałem sen ostatniej nocy byłem znienawidzony przez bandę tych pieprzonych czarnuchów
These niggas done made me slip now into my alias now
Coup de gras oficerowie SWAT i wszyscy ci hejterzy i ci czarnuchy właśnie teraz
Szczerze mówiąc, jestem napalony i wkurzony.
To jest ludacris.
Same niggas you grow up wit nigga
Same niggas get they wig split
Więc nie przestawaj gadać, a dostaniesz po dupie.
Motherfuckka you must not know who you fuckin ' wit
I ' m DJ 64 that nigga XL
Big Sam sayin 'this shit to let you know what' s real
You bitch bitch ho ho Ass ass nigga nigga