ScHoolboy Q — Ride Out tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Ride Out", wykonawca: ScHoolboy Q.
Tekst piosenki
Ride out, big smoke
Re-up, big dope
Gs up, hoes blow
Freeze up, eyes closed
Ride out, big smoke
Re-up, big dope
Gs up, hoes blow
Freeze up, eyes closed
Young nigga and I’m proper like
Couple hundred thousand on me, nigga, yeah I’m baller like
Bitch I think I’m Dolamite, bitch I’m goin' poltergeist
You said this is overnight, album four is really like
Crippin' on my minibike
Either hoop or sellin' white
Brillo pad, the smoker’s pipe
My pistol cocked, you tryna fight?
Say he wanna be a cuz, put his brains to the right
Bruh, this ain’t the eighties, mane
Niggas shootin' everything, everything
You know the gang we represent
Specialize in pistol grips
Shootin' out my momma’s whip
Always got an empty clip
Top Dawg in this bitch
Nigga’s puttin' dicks inside your baby momma’s momma’s lips
Shootin' all the witnesses, it ain’t no fuckin' murder scene
Crips don’t fuck with Crips oh now it’s jeans that look like the rival team
Wrong hat and shoes, put your ass on the forever dream
Heatin' up the summer 'til the winter fall, spring clean
Ride out, big smoke
Re-up, big dope
Gs up, hoes blow
Freeze up, eyes closed
Ride out, big smoke
Re-up, big dope
Gs up, hoes blow
Freeze up, eyes closed
Young nigga and I’m proper like
Couple hundred thousand on me, nigga, yeah I’m baller like
Bitch I think I’m Dolamite, bitch I’m goin' poltergeist
You said this was overnight, me and Vince, we crackin' like
Crippin' in our afterlife
Yeah, cause at Ramona Park we beef with everybody
Light or dark I’ll spark, don’t fuck with narcs
So don’t be talkin' 'bout me My big homie made me get 'em, kill 'em
Cause if I got 'em I’ma kill 'em, I ain’t playin' with 'em
I’m from the bottom, that’s the top of the town
We on the so they clip us up for knockin' 'em down
My burner tucked, I learned from Chuck so I ain’t turnin' it down
Get to bussin', know you bluffed it, nigga
If that bitch can’t make me rich then ain’t no need in fuckin' with her
Turn around and fuck her sister
Heard that bitch, got EBT
Long Beach ain’t seen shit like me Since Tracy D and DPG I went and got a burner
On the day they murdered Baby D That ain’t murder baby, heat
I’m in that Benz with Lil Boy
So lil boy don’t play with me
I’m ridin' cycs through Hoover Street, my knuckles full of teeth
Try to creep on me, you’re dyin' in your homie’s seat
Keep to my gun and reach
Filet the beef, clip reach from Fig side to Norfolk Beach
In a stolen Expedition, in your hood cause you the mission
Been a mathematician, load nine, subtracted eight
I’m keepin' one for just in case, don’t cover face but I ain’t trippin'
Blunt was laced, niggas know I’m 'round the way
So ain’t no liquor stores today
Ride out, big smoke
Re-up, big dope
Gs up, hoes blow
Freeze up, eyes closed
Ride out, big smoke
Re-up, big dope
Gs up, hoes blow
Freeze up, eyes closed
Young nigga and I’m proper like
Couple hundred thousand on me, nigga, yeah I’m baller like
Bitch I think I’m Dolamite, bitch I’m goin' poltergeist
You said this was overnight, me and Vince, we crackin' like
Crippin' in our afterlife
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride, big dope
Gs, gs, gs, gs, gs Eyes closed
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
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Re-up, big dope
Gs up, hoes blow
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Re-up, big dope
Gs up, hoes blow
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Young nigga and I ' m proper like
Couple hundred thousand on me, nigga, yeah I ' m baller like
Dziwko myślę, że jestem Dolamite, dziwko idę poltergeist
Powiedziałeś, że to z dnia na dzień, album czwarty jest naprawdę jak
Crippin ' on my minibike
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Brillo pad, fajka palacza
Mój pistolet zastawiony, próbowałeś walczyć?
Powiedz, że chce być kuzynem, przyłóż mu mózg w prawo.
To nie Lata osiemdziesiąte, mane.
Niggas shootin ' everything, everything
Znasz gang, który reprezentujemy.
Specjalizował się w chwytach pistoletowych
Shootin 'out my momma' s whip
Zawsze mam pusty magazynek.
Top Dawg in this bitch
Nigga 's puttin' dicks inside your baby momma 's momma' s lips
Strzelanie do wszystkich świadków, to nie miejsce zbrodni.
Crips nie zadzierają z Crips.
Zły kapelusz i buty, wsadź swój tyłek na wieczny sen
Heatin 'up the summer' t the winter fall, spring clean
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Re-up, big dope
Gs up, hoes blow
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Re-up, big dope
Gs up, hoes blow
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Young nigga and I ' m proper like
Couple hundred thousand on me, nigga, yeah I ' m baller like
Dziwko myślę, że jestem Dolamite, dziwko idę poltergeist
Mówiłeś, że to była noc, ja i Vince,
Crippin ' in our afterlife
Tak, bo w Ramona Park kłócimy się ze wszystkimi.
Światło czy ciemność iskrę, nie zadzieraj z ćpunami
So don 't be talkin '' bout me My big homie made me get 'em, kill' em
Bo jeśli je mam, zabiję je, nie będę się z nimi bawić.
Jestem z dołu, to jest góra miasta
Jesteśmy na miejscu, więc nas zamykają za powalenie ich.
My burner tucked, I learned from Chuck so I ain 't turnin' it down
Get to bussin', know you bleffed it, nigga
Jeśli ta suka nie uczyni mnie bogatym, to nie ma potrzeby się z nią pieprzyć.
Odwróć się i zerżnij jej siostrę
Heard that bitch, got EBT
Long Beach nie widziało takiego gówna jak ja od czasu Tracy D. i D. D.
On the day they murdered Baby D That Ain ' t murder baby, heat
Jestem w tym Benz z Lil Boy
So lil boy don ' t play with me
I 'm ridin' cycs through Hoover Street, my knuckles full of teeth
Try to creep on me, you 're dyin' in your homie ' s seat
Trzymaj moją broń i sięgnij
Filet wołowy, klip sięgający od strony Fig do Norfolk Beach
W kradzionej ekspedycji, w Twojej kapturze
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I 'm keepin' one for just in case, don 't cover face but I ain't trippin'
Blunt was laced, niggas know I ' m ' round the way
Więc nie ma dziś żadnych sklepów monopolowych.
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Re-up, big dope
Gs up, hoes blow
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Re-up, big dope
Gs up, hoes blow
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Young nigga and I ' m proper like
Couple hundred thousand on me, nigga, yeah I ' m baller like
Dziwko myślę, że jestem Dolamite, dziwko idę poltergeist
Mówiłeś, że to była noc, ja i Vince,
Crippin ' in our afterlife
Ride, ride, ride, ride
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GS, GS, GS, GS, GS oczy zamknięte
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride