The Game — Bulletproof Diaries tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Bulletproof Diaries", wykonawca: The Game.
Tekst piosenki
Sit in the chair, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Sit my alligator jacket on the flo'
Let that xxxx crawl around, whattup game?
How are you my nigga?
Let’s get this money, you heard? money in zip duffle bags, shotgun shells
My killas gorillas, niggaz couldn’t see 'em with gazelles
Frontin xxx niggaz, go hang with pharrell
Tryin to be a (cowboy), you catch bullets like terrell
Owens, call it t.o., he leakin like a project sink
Busted open like a hot dog link
Bing, it gave me time to think yeah, I did my xxxxxx prison thing
Came out still on point, like the rza rings
I’m from compton but my inkpen live in queens
Rep the dub like wu-tang, and I got (killa bees) (respect)
Black wall mafia, new millennium genevieves
Got a million dollars say lebron don’t win a ring (word?)
I know kobe, I be on the floor, «kobe! «You know a nigga that can score 81? show me I got a (cuban link) to a xxxxxx o.g.
And nigga you’re too close, what the xxxxx tryna blow me? (back up)
This the face off (respect the don) diamonds all in the charm
(iced out) where you be? (the strip club throwin ones)
Where you from? (new york, where you from?) californ'
(big sharks) me too (swimmin in a pile of ones) yeah nigga, tomorrow man
Goin to take you to go buy some 18-karat gold golf clubs nigga
In the bronxthis the face off (respect the dons, hundred thousand on the arms)
Son where you be? (under palm trees stayin warm)
(who you be?) raekwon, who is you? (amaz-on)
I’m a keep it (compton) staten ('til the day is done) geah, frontin on us nigga,
it’s like
It’s like racin a nigga in afghanistan to go get some oil nigga
You gon' xxxx around and get your head burnti’m a new york dinosaur,
staten island artifact
Hip-hop's never dead, the (cuban) gave 'em heart attacks
Sleep in the woods, target cats come from under the v’s
Sneeze wrong, course I’m clappin
Keep it movin homeboy, the mac’s always actin
Spit in your face, go 'head lil' baby rappers
Can’t xxxx with us convicts, stat-land
It’s like actions, cliques’ll die right with traction
It’s wall street money and two gunny’s
Slammers is extra chunky, yeah, me and my red monkeys
Silverback sales are few donkeys, all of us live comfy
Blow your head off like lunch meat
Chef in the game run the country
Take over the world little girl, better stay out our brunch meetin
Fuck with they paper their gun squeezin
Off top, leak from the cop, them nigga jumped, this is front seasonyo,
man yo game man
Let these niggaz know man f’real man
We official man
They wan' be readin our autobiographies in a minute, ya heard? (yo what if I was from compton?) what if I was from staten?
I’d be king kong knockin down the buildings in manhattan
(gorilla warfare) shootouts, real block shit
West coast assassin on some real 2pac shit
My style’s smokin like, after a glock spit
Game get the blood money, xxxx xxxxxxx and pop cris'
Style like it’s new year’s, cause this a new year
Look at the tracks, either bigfoot or the game been through here
The benjamins won’t stop, and neither would a chrome glock
I kill a fire-breathin dragon with a dome shot
Come through your hood in a chevy malibu, on stocks
We had a meetin before we got here, and xxxx gon' pop
Heads gon' roll, patron gon' spill
Fitted caps gettin peeled like the chrome on the wheels
Got a half a mil', sing your wounds won’t heal
I declare war, nigga who gon' deal? yeah, y’all know what time it is man
«bulletproof diary» nigga, for real
Many may read this man
A lot of niggaz might not make it home, you heard?
We speak for the real ones man, for the churchmen man
All them real general niggaz man
All them niggaz that’s out there man
Don’t get no rest or none of that man, for real
The chef nigga, game whattup baby?
I love you, ya heard? superman lover over here for you baby
You know how we do it, we go all over the xxxxxx world man
Get a lot of bread man, word up, hun’ned my nigga
We take you to boca chica or some’n man, knahmsayin?
Sip on some motherfuckin, don julio or some’n, y’knahmsayin?
With two foul rings on, y’knahmsayin?
Couple of mean guatemalians with us Half guatemala, half somalian nigga
Niggaz ain’t seen them colors man
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Sit in the chair, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Sit my Aligator jacket on the flo'
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Jak się masz, czarnuchu?
Bierzmy te pieniądze, słyszałeś? pieniądze w torebkach na suwak, łuski ze strzelby
My killas gorillas, niggaz couldn ' t see 'em with gazelles
Frontin xxx niggaz, go hang with pharrell
Tryin to be a (cowboy), you catch bullets like terrell
Owens, nazwij to T. O., przecieka jak zatapiacz projektu
Busted open like a hot dog link
Bing, to dało mi czas na myślenie tak, zrobiłem mój xxxxxx więzienna rzecz
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Jestem z compton, ale mój inkpen mieszka w queens.
Rep the Dub like wu-Tang, and I got (killa bees) (respect)
Black wall mafia, New millennium genevieves
"Lebron don' t win a ring " (słow.)
Znam kobe 'a, leżę na podłodze," kobe! "Znasz czarnucha, który może zdobyć 81 punktów? Pokaż mi, że mam (kubański link) do xxxxxx O. G.
A czarnuchu jesteś za blisko, co mi obciągnęła? (kopia zapasowa)
This the face off (respect the don)
gdzie jesteś? (the strip club throwin ones)
Skąd jesteś? (Nowy Jork, skąd jesteś?) californ'
ja też.
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In the bronxthis the face off (respect the dons, hundred thousand on the arms)
Synu, gdzie jesteś? (pod palmami)
(who You be? raekwon, kim jesteś? (amaz-on)
I ' m a keep it (compton) staten ('til the day is done) geah, frontin on us nigga,
to jak
To jak ściganie czarnucha w Afganistanie, żeby dorwać czarnucha od ropy.
You gon 'xxxx around and get your head burnti' M a new york dinosaur,
staten island
Hip-hop 's never dead, the (cuban) gave' em heart attacks
Śpij w lesie, celem są koty spod przybyszów.
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Keep it movin homeboy, the mac ' s always actin
Spit in your face, go 'head Lil' baby rappers
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To jak akcje, kliki umierają z przyczepnością.
To pieniądze z wall street i dwóch gunny ' s.
Slammers is extra chunky, yeah, me and my red monkeys
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Odstrzelę ci łeb jak mięso na lunch.
Kucharz w grze run the country
# Take over the world little girl, better stay out our brunch meetin #
Kurwa z nimi papier ich Pistolet wyciskać
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man yo game man
Let these niggaz know man f ' real man
We official man
Za chwilę będą czytać nasze autobiografie. a gdybym był z compton? a gdybym był ze staten?
Byłbym king Kongiem, powalając budynki na Manhattanie.
strzelaniny, prawdziwe gówno blokowe
West coast assassin na prawdziwe gówno 2Pac
Mój styl jest palący jak po ślinieniu Glocka.
Gra get the blood money, xxxx xxxxxxx i pop cris"
Style like it 's new year' s, cause this a new year
Spójrz na ślady, albo Wielka Stopa, albo gra była tutaj.
Benjaminy nie przestaną, ani chromowany glock.
I kill a fire-breathin dragon with a dome shot
Przejedź przez maskę w chevy Malibu, na akcjach
Mieliśmy spotkanie zanim tu przyjechaliśmy, i xxxx gon ' pop
Głowy Gon 'roll, patron Gon' spill
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Got a half a Milin', sing your wounds won ' t goal
Wypowiadam wojnę, czarnuchu. yeah, y ' all know what time it is man
"bulletproof diary"
Wielu może przeczytać tego człowieka
Wielu czarnuchów może nie wrócić do domu, słyszałeś?
Mówimy w imieniu prawdziwych ludzi, w imieniu kościelnych.
All them real general niggaz man
All them niggaz that ' s out there man
"Don' t get no rest or none of that man, for real"
Chef nigga, game whattup baby?
Kocham cię, słyszałeś? superman lover over here for you baby
Wiesz, jak to robimy, jeździmy po świecie xxxxxx.
Get a lot of bread man, word up, hun ' Ned my nigga
Zabierzemy cię do boca chica czy do knahmsayin?
Łyk na jakiegoś skurwysyna, don julio czy coś innego, prawda?
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Para wrednych gwatemalczyków z nami pół Gwatemala, pół somalijski Czarnuch
Niggaz ain ' t seen them colors man