T-Bone — Ride Wit Me tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Who this rapper tryin to step to me Talkin bout you ain’t really bout that ministry
Child please, we’s them G’s on them knees
Preachin from California to the Florida Keys, we be Slangin the WORD, while they smokin they’re herb
And dippin 64's, hittin switches on the curb
Then swerve back in place, bump that bass
Wit that sanctafied sound produced by that playa Chase
Like Mase, «Im fittin, makin ya feel so good»
When I bump this gospel music in your hood, Inglewood
West Covina, Pasadena, then take it to my gente, in Puente
I can’t forget about all my patnas in the 415, 510, 916
Make them chips, we stick together like cement and bricks
Now just bounce to this playalisctic Boneybone hit
Dip bounce, side to side
And come ride wit a play from that killa Cali westside
Pyscho, westcoast, rider, music
For you and all your dawgs to ride to Shh, ain’t not talkin, while I’m puttin demons in coffins
Dippin in the Cadillac bumpin Dawkins and Dawkins
Got me wrapped up, tied up If you love Cali, playa throw the Westside up now watch me ride like them hell’s angels
In them Harleys, or them cowboys wit the blue wranglers
Swingin ther lasso, screamin wild wild west
Cuz where I’m from, you need a bullet prrof vest
Smoke the what for your stress
Nah dawg, hold up, wait a minute
Cuz ain’t no high unless the Holy Ghost ain’t rolled up in it
I get drunk in the spirit on a day to day basis
And preach the WORD, to my patnas catchin cases
Racist clicks too, piru flamed up in blue
Crips too, God wanna bless you
2, 3, 4 and 5, now close your eyes
And bump this in your ride while you glide and…
I just can’t stop, makin suacy gospel hip hop
Fittin do this, til the day that I drop
Like Tupac, «who do you believe in»
I put my faith in God, blessed to be breathin
Preachin to the heathen, buckin them demons
Oh what a feelin, got the crowd screamin
Dancin on the ceilin
So hate if you wanna man, say what you say
But gospel rap wit Bone is like LA wit out a Dr. Dre
Or Sway without Tech, catchin wreck
Or these Californias streets without a ghetto vet
It ain’t happenin, Bibles I’m still packin them
And jackin demons wit them 44 magnums
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Who this rapper trying to step to me talking bout you ain ' t really bout that ministry
Dziecko, proszę, jesteśmy nimi na kolanach.
"Preachin from California to the Florida Keys, we be Slangin the WORD, while they smokin they 're herb"
I dippin 64 ' s, hittin switches on the curb
Następnie skręć z powrotem na miejsce, bump That bass
Wit that sanctafied sound produced by that playa Chase
Jak Mase, " im fittin, makin ya feel so good»
When I bump this gospel music in your hood, Inglewood
West Covina, Pasadena, potem zabierz to do mojej gente, w Puente
Nie mogę zapomnieć o wszystkich moich patnasach w 415, 510, 916
Zrób z nich chipsy, trzymamy się razem jak cement i cegła
/ Align = "left" /
Dip bounce, side to side
* And come ride wit a play from that Killa Cali westside *
Pyscho, westcoast, rider, music
Dla Ciebie i Twoich ziomków, żeby jechać do Shh, ain 't not talking, while I' m put demons in trumien
Dippin in the Cadillac bumpin Dawkins and Dawkins
Got me wrapped up, tied up If you love Cali, playa throw the Westside up now watch me ride like them hell ' S angels
W tych Harleyach, albo kowbojach z niebieskimi wranglerami
Swingin ther lasso, screamin wild wild west
Bo tam skąd pochodzę, potrzebujesz kamizelki kuloodpornej
"Smoke the what for your stress"
/ Align = "left" /
Cuz ain 't no high unless the Holy Ghost ain' t rolled up in it
Upijam się w duchu z dnia na dzień.
I głosić Słowo, do moich patnas catchin cases
Rasistowskie kliknięcia też, piru flamed up in blue
Crips too, God wanna bless you
2, 3, 4 i 5, teraz zamknij oczy.
I wbij to w swoją brykę podczas ślizgania się i…
I just can ' t stop, makin suacy gospel hip hop
Fittin do this, til the day that I drop
Jak Tupac, " who do you believe in»
I put my faith in God, blessed to be breathin
"Preachin to the heathen, buckin them demons"
Oh what A feelin, got the crowd screamin
Dancin on the ceilin
So Hate if you wanna man, say what you say
Ale gospel rap wit Bone jest jak LA wit out a Dr. Dre
/ Align = "left" /
Albo te kalifornijskie ulice bez weterana z getta
To się nie dzieje, Biblie wciąż je pakuję.
I demony jackin wit them 44 magnums