Luni Coleone — 100 Spokes tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "100 Spokes", wykonawca: Luni Coleone.
Tekst piosenki
It’s just me and my homie’s gettin blown away.
Unh, well if u see me on the hundreds, it’s me and my folks
Luni, Coleone, boy I ain’t no joke
I’m at the touch of class kicken it, V.I.P.
Spittin game at your batch, Coleone got G’s
By the buck loads, the young homey make scratch
Ridin luxury cars, fool you can’t touch that
Puffin OG on the highway, doin it my way
Do dirt and get released, like my name was O.J.
All day, we roll around gettin high
If you feel me young punk, throw your smoke in the sky
I’m a real rapper, with some thug mentality
Nina ross so my boss, don’t run up on me
They call me shotgun, and my game remain high
Rollin down the strip, gettin lip from yo eye
It’s Luni Coleone, you best ask about me My barber June-Nitty and my folks J.T.
Baby girl, look here, yo boo, what’s ur name?
Whisper in your ear to show you, some more game
What’s your thang, for me, to get close to you
Oh, got a man? Happy? Well this is what your supposed to do
I’m tell you girl, tryna share yo world, like Mary J Ask me late night sure-lay, I’m sure your down to play, anyway
Your my little seee-cret
And that’s the way we keep it, when we creepin, creepin.
Your bout the flyest thing among us, no wonder it’s summer,
Slide me your number, keep it on the under, in front of Yah man, goddamn, wanna take my stand, grab my hand
In the fork white sand, in a beautiful land, cause I can
If I had it my way, we’d be creepin
Together sleepin, out for weekends, for real yo nigga know you cheatin
Late night freakin, Missy he see’s you, when your peakin
Cause you lovin the way a brother treatin, beamin, damn.
Unh, damn preschool, let’s get this cash young homey
I’m down to ride, do or die, yeah it’s Coleoney
Yes, and liscous lucious, busta’s can’t touch us Me and lunasicc lovely, facin the world was my mustly
Dusta busta quick, we remain top dogs
On some hundreds, gettin blunted, we some LG hogs
Laced with pornofacation, facin, incarceration
Shakin undercover Haitians, in the Touch Of Class blazin
Yeah we makin cash, while you hatin, real fast
Gettin buck, in the dust, foot all on the gas
All on the gas? I guess i’m on the gas too
Just me and you, thinkin bout the things to do, after two
Unh, boy it’s all good, California, east fool
National Gaurds like Killer Tay, regulatin the goods
My only problem, is me baby mama
Scent of attraction, baby been askin, have some straight drama
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Jestem tylko ja i mój ziomek.
Unh, well if u see me on the hundreds, it ' s me and my Starzy
Luni, Coleone, boy I ain ' t no joke
Jestem w kontakcie z klasą, V. I. P.
Spittin gra w partii, Coleone dostał G ' S
By the buck loads, the young homey make scratch
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Puffin OG on the highway, doing it my way
Zrobić brud i zostać wypuszczonym, jakbym miał na imię O. J.
All day, we roll around getting high
If you feel me young punk, throw your smoke in the sky
Jestem prawdziwym raperem, z mentalnością bandyty.
Nina ross więc mój szef, nie biegnij na mnie
Nazywają mnie shotgun, i moja gra pozostaje wysoka
Rollin down the strip, getting lip from yo eye
Tu Luni Coleone, zapytaj o mnie mojego fryzjera June-Nitty ' ego i moich rodziców J. T.
Dziecinko, słuchaj, yo boo, jak masz na imię?
Whisper in your ear to show you, some more game
Co dla mnie znaczy zbliżyć się do ciebie?
Masz faceta? Zadowolony? To jest to, co powinieneś zrobić.
I 'm tell you girl, tryna share yo world, like Mary J Ask me late night sure-lay, I' m sure your down to play, anyway
Twoja mała Kreta
I tak to trzymamy, kiedy skradamy się, skradamy.
Twoja walka to najfajniejsza rzecz wśród nas, nic dziwnego, że jest lato,
Slide me your number, keep it on the under, in front of Yah man, goddamn, wanna take my stand, grab my hand
W widłach białego piasku, w pięknej krainie, bo mogę
Gdyby było po mojemu, bylibyśmy przerażeni.
Razem śpimy, na weekendy, na serio. yo nigga know you cheatin.
"Late night freakin, Missy he see 's you, when your peakin"
Bo kochasz sposób, w jaki brat treatin, beamin, cholera.
Unh, cholerne przedszkole, zdobądźmy tę kasę, Młody ziomalu.
I 'm down to ride, do or die, yeah it' s Coleoney
Tak, i liscous lucious, busta 's can' t touch us Me and lunasicc lovely, facin the world was my mustly
Dusta Busta szybko, pozostajemy najlepszymi psami
/ Na setkach, / jesteśmy jak świnie z LG.
Z pornofacation, facin, uwięzienie
Shakin undercover Haitańczycy, in the Touch of Class blazin
Yeah we making cash, while you hatin, real fast
Getting buck, in the dust, foot all on the gas
Wszystko na gazie? Chyba też jestem na gazie.
Tylko Ty i ja, myśląc o tym, co robić, po dwóch
Unh, boy it ' s all good, California, east fool
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Moim jedynym problemem jest moja mama.
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