Mr. Pookie — Crook For Life tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
I’ma jump it off straight up rippin
Pop my clip in best beware to tha nigga dat’s trippin
Over there think I see em
Fuck who came wit em
Nigga stay in yo place
Dont know who sprayin tha mase
But I betcha motherfuckers betta move
'fore I get in tha mood and straight act a fool
Pass it fool you niggas can’t hold us
Continuous throwin these boulders
Dont act like nobody ain’t told ya
These crooks came to uphold ya
Take notice of clicka nigga
Off of Audelia nigga
Outta my face or I will kill a nigga
Betta yet steel a nigga
Feel Tha Rippla
Rippin you hoes up in his face crushin his flows
You a disgrace, one to the dome
Up in his place robbin his home
Takin it all I’ll be down to ride
Dallas is bound to rise
Waited our turn bitch now its our time
Lyrical homicide
Stakes are high voltage, still blowin, still smokin, still chiffin
Up in this game we ain’t tip toein
See tha dope blow and Ima weed fiend
Fitna bleed steam nigga
So keep yo eyes on the night, cause I jus might
Get yo crib now where you live I’ma crook 4 life
Lay it down I’ma crook 4 life
If u feel it will you ball wit me
Lay it down I’ma crook 4 life
You don’t wanna fuck wit me
Get ready for tha Armageddon war
Betta load yo shit, get ready to die bitch
Stoneycrook niggas’ll creep and then crawl
Bustin at niggas and breakin they jaws
In paws a nigga, neva, betta load this Glock Im sick of this bullshit
Ammunition be totted 4 dayz, ready to blast all up in yo face
Fake hazin shit and pistol grips, Pastor Pookie rip that bitch
Soljaz like you neva have seen
On tha block we all mug mean, my team stay green
Money that is, crooked ass niggas have nuthin to give
Takin yo money and evictin yo bitch
Open yo mouth get shot in yo ribs
Who in tha fuck do you think that you are?
Fuckin wit much as I blew up yo car
Leave yo body all ripped and blown
Like K-Roc hittin that Abatrois
Bodybags in front of yo street
Blown out skulls and burnt out feet
Ask me why did I kill that bitch
My pitbull needed some fuckin meat
Streets are no longer safe 4 kids
A nigga might flip and cut out yo ribs
Enter tha devious thoughts of niggas from Stoneycrook
That’s how we live — puncture his ass, strangle his ass
Rip out his heart then laugh at his ass
Stoneycrook niggas are causin confusion
And bustin at niggas we goin at
Awww shit now its on
Nigga throwed in the zone
Get cha ready for the real shit
Sippin down Pill shit
But tha trill shit
Bust ya real quick
When a nigga wanna squish it
Stay on my grind so I dont spend shit
So wha’s the deal bitch
Gotta drill shit
Til you feel shit
But focus I’ll still spend
Workin I’ma kill kids
Niggas fallin down like a nigga did shit
Grab my weed cause I feel quick
And I’ma tilt it, lift it, twist it in tha bud smoke
I’m into green, nigga love to choke
Followed by a Newport
Cloud 9, high and a crooked flow
Reached in my jeans wit tha low spoke
Glock tote, no joke
Crook loch on my chest, fuck tha rest
Done seen tha best, finna test
Tryin to jest mess around
When surrounded by paramedics
Cops sayin tha press release
Addressed my issued blues
And payin dues to tha crews
Actin fools wit tha Stoneycrook
Last time a nigga looked
Then played by tha book
Young life got took as tha body shook
Bitch I’m the king you tha rookie know the bait
That the pen create
Cause you a mark bitch that’s a born fact
Never see a crook actin like that
We’ll get down on stacks
Work our mind, make our money, make a track
Dallas got bread by the stacks
Ballers in Pallas, Bourbons, Jeeps on Sweet Killaz so we gotta go
Neva once been a ho
Finsta pull a kick doe
Fuck a friend or a foe
Make a nigga die slow
Trail trail the logo
That a nigga flow fo
Sho fo
Even take a blo fo
To my brotha never say no
Only thing you want mo
Cause I’ma crook, Diabolical
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
I ' ma jump it off straight up rippin
Pop my clip in best beware to tha nigga dat ' s trippin
/ Align = "left" /
"Fuck who came wit em"
Nigga stay in yo place
Dont know who sprayin tha mase
But I betcha motherfuckers betta move
'fore I get in tha mood and straight act a fool
Pass it fool you niggas can ' t hold us
Ciągłe wyrzucanie tych głazów
Dont act like nobody ain ' t told ya
Ci oszuści przyszli cię chronić.
# Patrz klicka
Off of Audelia nigga
Zejdź mi z oczu albo zabiję czarnucha.
Betta Yet steel a nigga
Feel THA Rippla
"Rippin you hoes up in his face crushin his flows"
Jesteś hańbą, jeden do kopuły
Up in his place
Takin it all I ' ll be down to ride
Dallas powstanie
Waited our turn bitch now it ' s our time
Lyrical homicide
Stakes are high voltage, still blowin, still smokin, still chiffin
/ Align = "left" /
# Patrz THA dope blow and Ima weed fiend
Fitna bleed
Więc miej oko na noc, bo ja mogę
Get yo crib now where you live i ' ma crook 4 life
Lay it down I ' ma crook 4 life
If u feel it will you ball wit me
Lay it down I ' ma crook 4 life
You don ' t wanna fuck wit me
Get ready for THA Armageddon war
Betta load yo shit, get ready to die bitch
Stoneycrook niggas ' ll creep and then crawl
Bustin at niggas and breakin they szczęki
W łapach nigga, neva, betta załadować Glock mam dość tego gówna
/ Align = "left" /
Fałszywy hazin gówno i chwyt pistoletowy, Pastor Pookie rip that bitch
Soljaz jak ty NEVA widział
On tha block We all mug mean, my team stay green
Forsa to znaczy, brudne czarnuchy nie mają nic do zaoferowania.
Takin yo money and evictin yo bitch
Open yo mouth get shot in Yo rib
Za kogo ty się, kurwa, uważasz?
Fucking wit much as I bleded yo car
Leave yo body all ripped and blown
Jak K-Roc hittin that Abatrois
Bodybags in front of yo street
Rozwalone czaszki i wypalone stopy
Zapytaj mnie, dlaczego zabiłem tę sukę.
Mój pitbull potrzebował jebanego mięsa.
Ulice nie są już bezpieczne 4 dzieci
A nigga might flip and cut out yo rib
Enter tha devious thoughts of niggas from Stoneycrook
Tak żyjemy — przebić mu tyłek, udusić jego tyłek
Wyrwać mu serce, a potem śmiać się z jego tyłka.
Stoneycrook niggas are causin confusion
And bustin at niggas we going at
Awww shit now its on
Nigga throwed in the zone
Get cha ready for the real shit
Sippin down Pill shit
But tha trill shit
Bust ya real quick
When a nigga wanna squish it
/ Align = "left" /
Więc o co chodzi, suko?
Gotta drill shit
Til you feel shit
Ale skup się i tak wydam
Workin i ' ma kill kids
Niggas fallin down like a nigga did shit
Chwyć moje zioło, bo czuję się szybko.
I ' ma tilt it, lift it, twist it in tha bud smoke
I ' m into green, nigga love to Dławić
/ Align = "left" /
Cloud 9, high and a crooked flow
Reached in my jeans wit tha low spoke
Glock tote, no joke
Crook loch on my chest, fuck tha rest
Done seen tha best, Finna test
Trying to jest mess around
W otoczeniu sanitariuszy
Cops saying THA press release
/ Align = "left" /
And payin dues to tha crews
Actin fools wit THA Stoneycrook
/ Align = "left" /
Następnie grany przez tha book
Young life got took as tha body shook
Bitch I ' m THE king you tha rookie know the bait
Że pióro tworzy
Bo jesteś markową suką, to urodzony fakt.
"Never see a crook actin like that"
We ' ll get down on stacks
Work our mind, make our money, make a track
Dallas got bread by the stacks
Balerowie w Pallas, Bourbons, jeepy na Sweet Killaz więc musimy iść
Neva once been a ho
Finsta pull a kick doe
Fuck a friend or a foe
Make a nigga die slow
/ Align = "left" / Linear
That a nigga flow fo
Sho fo
Nawet weź blo fo
Nigdy nie mów nie mojemu bratu
/ Align = "left" /
Bo jestem oszustem, Diabolikiem