Shyheim — Real Bad Boys tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Real Bad Boys", wykonawca: Shyheim.
Tekst piosenki
Screw on the silencers, screw on the silencers
Cuz real bad boys movin' silence
Screw on the sliencers, screw on the silencers
Cuz real bad boys movin' silence
Verse One: Shyheim
I stash butterflie knives and 45's in ma garments
Fuck nigga, I take a pussy god quick
Peep ma stee in the streets where respected
Like the rectomatic dime back to the Method, Zee
Bomb on heads like what kid
I keep em on slow mo son I’m the champion at one on one
I make it death fun when I killed ya I take a power driller and drill it right through ya liver
Ha, Ha, Ha,
I’m ruthless possesed by the devil
Fuck fire part I’m on a hole nother level
Tha mess tablets make ya mind flick
Ma murdarous styles, I kid make female groupies lickin' ya dick
Word to ma mother I put this on tour wicked
The first that fakin' I relacin’ma dislocatin'
Real niggaz do real things youknowhatImean?
The first that fake the game so Lincoln thrown in the fiend
Killa Kane where ya at?
Should he be packin gats, runnin, nah son it won’t be none a that
The clips who fat plus long, I love doin’wrong plus killin’copperz
favourite song
Chorus: repeat 2X
Verse Two: Shyheim
I rol with criminals, coldbloody murderers, drunk hustlaz, suburban
areas
I know ya heard of us Pick up and duck for ma niggaz in the bricks
Bad boys, you snakes on the hucious tip
I brusk you shit quick phoney G’z won’t call
I mak it, happen like God test me if ya wanna die Lord
I wear black to keep ma I.D. on the low
I’m all about makin' dough at the fast time fo Fuck shootin' up shit that only makes the spot hot
And we don’t need the booshaa, blast the blood clot!!!
Say word! Word iz bond
Load tha gats up son cuz once again it’s on Niggaz must be thinkin' that i’m sweet a somethin'
I aint frontin, want you live, I murder someone!
Ha, Ha, Ha,
Fuck y’all crab niggaz
Bring it to me
Word up
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Przykręć tłumiki, przykręć tłumiki
Bo prawdziwi bad boys movin ' silence
Przykręcić do sliencerów, przykręcić do tłumików
Bo prawdziwi bad boys movin ' silence
Pierwsza Zwrotka: Shyheim
Chowam noże butterfliesa i 45 w szatach ma.
Kurwa nigga, biorę a cipki Bóg szybko
Peep ma stee in the streets where respected
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Bomb on heads like what kid
I keep em on slow mo son I ' m the champion at one on one
I make it death fun when I killed ya I take a power driller and drill it right through ya liver
Ha, Ha, Ha,
Jestem bezlitosny, opętany przez diabła.
Kurwa ogień część jestem na a otwór nother poziom
Tha mess make ya mind flick
Ma murdarous styles, I kid make female groupies lickin ' ya dick
Słowo do Mamy Mama I put this on tour wicked
The first that fakin 'i relacin ' ma dislocatin'
Prawdziwi czarnuchy robią prawdziwe rzeczy, o których wiesz?
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Killa Kane gdzie jesteś?
Jeśli będzie się pakował, uciekał, nie synu, to nie będzie to nic takiego.
The clips who fat plus long, I love doin 'wrong plus killin' copperz
ulubiona piosenka
Refren: repeat 2x
Zwrotka Druga: Shyheim
I rol z kryminalistami, coldbloody mordercami, drunk hustlaz, suburban
obszary
I know ya heard of us Pick up and duck for Ma niggaz in the bricks
Bad boys, you snakes on the hucious tip
I brusk you shit quick phoney G 'z won' t call
I mak it, happen like God test me if ya wanna die Lord
Ubieram się na czarno, żeby nie ujawniać tożsamości mamy.
I 'm all about makin' dough at the fast time fo Fuck shootin ' up shit that only makes the spot hot
I nie potrzebujemy booshaa, rozwal zakrzep krwi!!!
Powiedz słowo! Word iz bond
Load tha gats up son cuz once again It 's On Niggaz must be thinkin' that i 'm sweet a somethin'
Jeśli chcesz żyć, zamorduję kogoś!
Ha, Ha, Ha,
Fuck y ' all crab niggaz
Bring it to me
Word up