SPICE 1 — The Murda Show tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Damn Eiht
What the fuck we gonna do now?
I don’t know homeboy youknowI’msayin?
But I’ll tell you like this
We gonna bust some ass for the ninety-three shot
Right, these motherfuckers don’t understand
We ain’t from around here
That’s all right youknowI’msayin?
Cause we ain’t takin no shorts youknowI’msayin?
Compton meets the motherfuckin Bay Town nigga
So step the fuck off this youknowI’msayin?
My nigga Spice get with em
Ya see I’m nothin but a Mac-10 shooter
Killer man looter on the creep with the Glock
Got it cocked picidy pop
I cold shot when the cop drop m-a-money gone nigga
Mind of a lunatic on a steel trigger
Motherfuckin flash backs of nigga’s bodies rip
From the AK blast on that ass hollow point to the tip to the toe
Creep slow and watch the blood hit the fuckin flo'
It’s the goddamn murda show
Starring a nigga in black wearin a weed hat creepin low
And co-starring is a psycho motherfucker
He grew up in Compton bustin caps at the cluckers
His name is MC motherfuckin Eiht
He got the Uzi weigh a ton eatin niggas like a steak on a plate
So nigga get your popcorn and peanuts cause we nuts and we know
Sit back and watch a nigga murda at the murda show
(Chorus: Spice-1 & MC Eiht)
A to the motherfuckin K
187 proof ass nigga from the Bay (murda show)
Yeah, and it’s the nigga from Compton that’s stompin
Raise up off my jock with the fools that I Glock
A to the motherfuckin K
187 proof ass nigga from the Bay (murda show)
Yeah, and it’s the nigga from Compton that’s stompin
Raise up off my jock with the fools that I Glock
(MC Eiht)
Nigga, shut your fuckin trap, yeah your punk ass is short
Shorter than short when I peel your cap
The slide the slick, suck my dick
No mistaking, I bring home greens, fuck the bacon
The big black mack getting motherfuckers sprung
They’ll be put in the trash by this Compton tongue
Eiht, Spice 1, kickin much ass for fun
Ain’t nothin but some niggas on the run
Fools need to stay the fuck down
They can’t hang when we bang from Compton and the Bay Town
It’s like the last dance or your last chance
When I reach in for the strap in my fuckin pants
I pump lead then the scene is fled, ain’t nothin said
Leavin your skinny ass dead, I can’t sleep cause it’s time to go
Fool or I’ll be late for the murda show, nigga
(Chorus: Spice-1 & MC Eiht)
A to the motherfuckin K
187 proof ass nigga from the Bay (murda show)
Yeah, and it’s the nigga from Compton that’s stompin
Raise up off my jock with the niggas that I Glock
A to the motherfuckin K
187 proof ass nigga from the Bay (murda show)
Yeah, and it’s the nigga from Compton that’s stompin
Raise up off my jock with the fools that I Glock
(Spice-1)
Step in to the torture chamber, nigga, let me torch ya
Hangers on your motherfuckin back, bring ya scorcher
Psychopathic, madman, dead body chucker
Quick to pull the trigger on another motherfucker
Slangin to the basehead bitches in the alley
Killin for my motherfuckin cash in the Cali
My nigga MC Eiht will make the getaway drive
I got the gat hangin up out the motherfuckin ride
Niggas be getting the duck sick fuckin' with the player, sprayer
Lay a nigga out with the shout of the t-t-tech
Mic motherfuckin check one
Stabbin niggas up in the lungs bustin the caps with bloody guns
My Uzi’s got my back if player haters wanna jump
The motherfuckin hollow head hit his chest thump, thump
And all the niggas leave his bloody body in the dust
One nigga dead seventeen caps bust
That’s how the niggas do this shit where I’m from
Red-Rum leave your body numb blast of the dum dum
I got the Glock and I’m headin for the liquor store
Me and Eiht are two-eleven at the motherfuckin murda show
One-eighty-seven, one-eighty-seven, one-eighty-seven (4x)
The one-eighty-seven posse (3x)
The S-P-I-C-E, Eiht, G-Nut, and A-N-T
(Chorus: Spice-1 & MC Eiht)
A to the motherfuckin K
187 proof ass nigga from the Bay (murda show)
Yeah, and it’s the nigga from Compton that’s stompin
Raise up off my jock or you might get the Glock
A to the motherfuckin K
187 proof ass nigga from the Bay (murda show)
Yeah, and yo ass needs to stay the fuck down
Bangin from Compton and the Bay Town
(MC Eiht)
Yeah, come on
Uh, Spice-1 and MC Eiht
And that equals the nine you know I’msayin?
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Cholera.
Co teraz zrobimy?
Nie znam go.
Ale powiem ci tak.
Zgarniemy parę tyłków za 93 strzały.
Te skurwysyny nie rozumieją.
Nie jesteśmy stąd.
W porządku.
Bo nie bierzemy szortów, wiesz, że tak mówię?
Compton meets the motherfuckin Bay Town nigga
Więc odpierdol się od tego, wiesz, że to mówię?
My nigga Spice get with em
Ya see I ' m nothin but a Mac-10 shooter
Zabójca Grabieżca na dziwaku z Glockiem
Got it cocked picidy pop
I cold shot when the cop drop m-a-money gone nigga
Mind of a lunatic on a steel trigger
Motherfuckin flash backs of nigga ' s bodies rip
/ Align = "left" /
Pełzać powoli i patrzeć, jak krew uderza w pieprzoną flo'
To cholerny murda show.
Występuje Czarnuch w czerni wearin a weed hat creepin low
W roli głównej występuje psychopata.
Dorastał w Compton bustin caps at the cluckers
Nazywa się MC motherfuckin Eiht.
He got the Uzi weight a ton eatin niggas like a steak on a plate
So nigga get your popcorn and Fistaszki cause we nuts and we know
Sit back and watch a nigga murda at the murda show
(Chorus: Spice-1 & MC Eiht)
A to the motherfuckin K
1874: Czarnuch z Zatoki (murda show)
Tak, i to ten Czarnuch Z Compton to stompin.
"Raise up off my jock with the fools that I Glock"
A to the motherfuckin K
1874: Czarnuch z Zatoki (murda show)
Tak, i to ten Czarnuch Z Compton to stompin.
"Raise up off my jock with the fools that I Glock"
(MC Eiht)
Nigga, shut your fucking trap, yeah your punk ass is short
Krótszy niż krótki, gdy obieram Twoją czapkę
The slick the slick, suck my dick
Nie mylę się, przynoszę do domu zieleninę, pieprzę bekon
The big black mack getting motherfuckers sprung
Wyrzucą je do śmieci przez ten język Comptona.
Eiht, Spice 1, kickin much ass for fun
Ain ' t nothin but some niggas on the run
Fools need to stay the fuck down
Nie mogą wisieć, gdy bzykamy się z Compton i Bay Town.
To jak ostatni taniec albo Twoja ostatnia szansa.
Kiedy sięgam po pasek w moich pieprzonych spodniach
I pump lead then the scene is flyed, ain ' t nothin said
Zostaw swój chudy tyłek martwy, nie mogę spać, bo już czas iść.
Głupek albo spóźnię się na murda show, czarnuchu
(Chorus: Spice-1 & MC Eiht)
A to the motherfuckin K
1874: Czarnuch z Zatoki (murda show)
Tak, i to ten Czarnuch Z Compton to stompin.
Raise up off my jock with the niggas that I Glock
A to the motherfuckin K
1874: Czarnuch z Zatoki (murda show)
Tak, i to ten Czarnuch Z Compton to stompin.
"Raise up off my jock with the fools that I Glock"
(Spice-1)
Wejdź do sali tortur, czarnuchu, podpalę Cię
Hangers on your motherfuckin back, bring ya scorcher
Psychopathic, madman, dead body chucker
Szybko nacisnąć spust na innego skurwysyna.
Slangin to the basehead bitches in the alley
Killin for my motherfuckin cash in The Cali
My nigga MC Eiht will make the getaway drive
I got the gat hangin up the motherfuckin ride
Niggas be getting the duck sick fuckin ' with the player, sprayer
Lay a nigga out with the shout of the t-T-tech
Mikrofon 1
Stabbin niggas up in the lungs bustin the caps with bloody guns
My Uzi ' s got my back if player haters wanna jump
Jebana pusta głowa uderzyła go w klatkę piersiową.
I wszyscy czarnuchy zostawiają jego zakrwawione ciało w pyle
One nigga dead Seventeen caps bust
Tak robią czarnuchy tam, skąd pochodzę.
Red - Rum leave your body numb blast of the dum dum
Mam Glocka i idę do monopolowego.
Ja i Eiht jesteśmy dwa-jedenaście na motherfuckin murda show
187, 187, 187 (4x)
The one-eighty-seven posse (3x)
S-P-I-C-E, Eiht, G-Nut i A-N-T
(Chorus: Spice-1 & MC Eiht)
A to the motherfuckin K
1874: Czarnuch z Zatoki (murda show)
Tak, i to ten Czarnuch Z Compton to stompin.
Podnieś się, bo dostaniesz Glocka.
A to the motherfuckin K
1874: Czarnuch z Zatoki (murda show)
Tak, a twoja dupa musi się, kurwa, schować.
Bangin z Compton and the Bay Town
(MC Eiht)
Tak, chodź.
Spice-1 I MC Eiht
I to równa się dziewiątce, którą wiesz, że mówię?