Rah Digga — What They Call Me tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "What They Call Me", wykonawca: Rah Digga.
Tekst piosenki
For starters, peace to all the martyrs, and all the pioneers
Cheers!
Here’s to a new breed of broad, yeah we like it raw!
Comin to the floor, I be next to rep like Al Gore
(Look) Look up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane
Nope, honey from the Bricks, ya’ll familiar wit the name
I be worse than any Alien, Predator or Relic
Witch from the east nigga, tell em how to spell it The R-the A-the H-the D-the I-the G-the G-the A (Come again!)
I’m primetime, you a local on cable
I battle you on yo' shit and then waste your label
Hit you wit heat sweeter than vanilla candy
Flip it type wicked like Cinderella family
(For what) For tryin to step to a Rah situation
Less rhymin years, less formal education
Gettin less spins than a BBS
Less hype in the streets and you writin even less
(Now you ain’t fresh) MC’s goin crazy
(Nah, you ain’t a fresh) Ya’ll could never out-blaze me Less knowhow, more hoe now
Stay up out of grown folks biz 'fore I show you what broke is Yappin all day bout who crew the best
Take a few deep breaths, puff the buddha cess
Continue to bless any track that come this way
Nine nigga nine nigga, I’m that itchbe
«Niggas""Do you think»
«Flipmode»
«Digga on the track»
«Words worth a million»
«Represent» «Yo»
«Strike-strike hard»
Peace to my peeps, from Jerz to Manhattan
Bitches on the threeway chit-chattin in pig Latin
Heads is vexed now, all the 'dro gone
Waitin and debatin for some niggas to roll on
(Come on) The kind of heads take the ghetto approach
Hard foul the opposition or strangle the coach
I be stashin marijuanna in my Dolce &Gabana
Dead em like gamma, if they don’t have no manners
Call the dopest MC my little junior
Playin the game and be a coach like Tuna
Mad, what I say go, B-girl original
Boy Wonder, Chocolate latte (Hooo!)
What the chicks say, hoes might oppose
But most chicks happy I can rock without takin off my clothes
And all the niggas say «Damn, this bitch is tight
Ain’t heard a broad rip like that since MC Lyte"(Come on)
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Na początek, pokój wszystkim męczennikom i wszystkim pionierom.
Zdrowie!
Wypijmy za nową laskę, tak, lubimy ją na surowo!
Coming to the floor, I be next to rep like Al Gore
Spójrz w niebo, to ptak, to samolot
Nie, kochanie z cegieł, znasz to imię
Jestem gorszy od obcych, drapieżników czy reliktów.
Wiedźma ze wschodu czarnuchu, powiedz em jak to przeliterować R-The A-the H-the D-The I-the g-the G-the A (Come again!)
Jestem primetime, a Ty lokalny na kablówce.
Walczę z tobą o Twoje gówno, a potem marnuję Twoją etykietkę.
Hit you wit heat sweeter than vanilla candy
Flip it Typ wicked jak rodzina Kopciuszek
(For what) For trying to step to a Rah situation
Mniej lat, mniej formalnej edukacji
Getting less spins than a BBS
Mniej szumu na ulicach, a ty piszesz jeszcze mniej
(Now you ain 't fresh) MC' s going crazy
(Nah, you ain 't a fresh) Ya' ll never could not out-blaze me Less know how, more hoe now
Stay up out of grown folks biz ' fore i show you what broke is Yappin all day bout who crew the best
Weź kilka głębokich oddechów, dmuchnij Budda cess
/ Align = "left" / Linear
Nine nigga Nine nigga, I ' m that itchbe
"Niggas "" Do you think»
"Flipmode»
"Digga na torze»
"Słowa warte miliona»
/ Align = "Left" / »
"Strike-strike hard»
Peace to my peeps, from Jerz to Manhattan
Bitches on the threeway chit-chattin in pig Latin
Heads is vexed now, all the ' dro gone
Waitin and debatin for some niggas to roll on
(Come on) the kind of heads take the ghetto approach
Mocny faul przeciwnika lub uduszenie trenera
I be stashin marijuanna in my Dolce &Gabana
Martwe em jak gamma, jeśli nie mają manier
Call the dopest MC my little junior
Graj w grę i bądź trenerem jak tuńczyk
Mad, what I say go, B-girl original
Cudowny chłopiec, czekoladowe latte (Hooo!)
Co Laski mówią, dziwki mogą się sprzeciwić
Ale większość lasek jest szczęśliwa, że mogę rządzić bez zdejmowania ubrań.
I wszyscy czarnuchy mówią " cholera, ta suka jest ciasna
Ain 't heard a broad rip like that since MC Lyte" (Come on)