Tru — Pop Goes My 9 tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Pop Goes My 9", wykonawca: Tru.
Tekst piosenki
See me an my click
we be hoppin outta Range Rover
everyday Taz test, sober
Fightin fellon convictions, barely missin Angola
On the run, it’s hell
fresh outta jail
That’s no life, carry me a nine, cops chase away the 4−5
My girl ask me why I carry the nine, with the clip in I said niggas blast me if they catch a nigga slippin
Yall trippin
yall gave my hommie 25 with a «L»
but the nigga that killed my cousin, yall let that nigga out on bail
So I say, fuck this
and I hit the corner on the streets
keep my nine up on the seat
and hold my nine like a G Cuz I’ma hustle 'til I fall
I’ma have it all ball
fuck them niggas I have nine up in my draws
No time to pause, as I smash off in the dust like what
keep my nine, cuz its the only thing I can trust
An every since Ice Cube said, it’s really been a trip
I’d rather be judged by 12 than be carried by 6. That’s why its…
Verse 2 (Master P)
Picture me rollin, rest in peace Pac
I’m ridin in my 500 S-E-L strapped with my plastic glock
Me an my bitch, we be hella tight
Fit in the palm of my hand
but I ain' t trustin a nigga tonight
I ain’t walkin out the door unless I got my bitch
my American Express, nigga, this will be it seven-teen kids to tag along
Hollow tips, black jack, call me Al Capone
But I’m dirty like Harry
I keep a 9 Millimeter cuz I ain’t gettin buried
My glock be special like Ed all yall nigga ain’t strapped
might end up in the body-bag…
Verse 3 (Kane &Abel)
Pop, pop, goes the ruger out the Lexus LandCruiser
Best of slow ya roll hoe
'fore I put some holes through ya Boo-Yah, my fifty Calliber got niggas runnin back to Africa
Bitch banged up my passport so I’m swervin in my Acura
Grabbin on my dick
smokin the shit
momma kicked me out the house
I smack that bitch
Now I’m skandelous and rich
Mia-X said we got it tweekin
them niggas tweekin
No Limit got some gangsta shit for the Mexicans and Puerto Ricans
New York to L.A., Miami to Atlanta
black talons from my nine got them dancing the Macere?©?¦?"
Little kids in my hood slang dope an talk shit
by some violence, brah
pass the silencer, pop that bitch…
I’m in my Navy Blue Beamer suckin on weed
Holdin the streets
as we brain off that vodka
we’re still in the nigga chopper
Gun slangin with pussy juice on my trigger finger
its Kane an Abel, now who da bitch-made nigga banger…
Check it out playa
Nigga gotta protect ya motha-fuckin self fa the 9-skrilla
Nigga ya need to grab ya motha-fuckin nine 'fore ya grab ya shoes
Cuz nigga only got 1 life to lose
an a nigga gotta protect his own, playa
Nigga, live eye 4 an eye that’s how TRU Niggas live
An if yall real bout the situation
nigga, trust no mutha-fuckin body
Let cha mutha-fuckin gun be ya friend, nigga
Cuz ya enemy might be right next to you. Huh, remember that playa…
Pop-Pop goes the nine, nigga
But TRU Niggas ride dirty an stay strapped
An we Bout It
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
"See me an my click"
we be hoppin outta Range Rover
codzienny test Taz, trzeźwy
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On the run, it ' s hell
fresh outta jail
To nie jest życie, zanieś mi dziewiątkę, gliny przeganiają 4-5
My girl ask me why I carry the nine, with the clip in I said niggas blast me if they catch a nigga slippin
Yall trippin
"yall gave my hommie 25 with a" L»
ale Czarnuch, który zabił mojego kuzyna, wypuścił go za kaucją.
Więc mówię, pieprzyć to.
and I hit the corner on the streets
"keep my nine up on the seat"
and hold my nine like A G Cuz I 'ma hustle' til I fall
I ' ma have it all ball
pieprzyć ich czarnuchy mam dziewięć w górę w moje rysuje
Nie ma czasu na pauzę, jak rozbijam się w pył jak co
zatrzymaj moją dziewiątkę, bo to jedyna rzecz, której mogę zaufać.
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Wolę być oceniany przez 12, niż niesiony przez 6. Dlatego jego…
Werset 2 (Master P)
Picture me rollin, rest in peace Pac
I ' m ridin in my 500 s-E-L strapped with my plastic glock
Me an my bitch, we be hella tight
Fit in the palm of my hand
but I ain ' t trustin a nigga tonight
I ain ' t walkin out the door unless I got my bitch
My American Express, nigga, this will be it Seven-teen kids to tag along
Hollow tips, black jack, call me Al Capone
Ale jestem brudny jak Harry.
I keep a 9 milimetr cuz I ain ' t getting buried
My glock be special like Ed all yall nigga ain ' t strapped
może skończyć w worku na zwłoki.…
Verse 3 (Kane &Abel)
Pop, pop, goes the ruger out the Lexus LandCruiser
Best of slow ya roll hoe
'fore I put some holes through ya Boo-Yah, my fifty Calliber got niggas runnin back to Africa
Suka rozwaliła mi paszport więc jestem swervin w mojej Acura
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smokin the shit
mama wyrzuciła mnie z domu.
I smack that bitch
Teraz jestem skandelous i rich
Mia-X powiedziała, że mamy to tweekin.
them niggas tweekin
No Limit ma trochę gangsterów dla Meksykanów i Portorykańczyków.
Z Nowego Jorku do L. A., z Miami do Atlanty
Czarne szpony z mojej dziewiątki sprawiły, że tańczyli Macere?©?¦?"
Little kids in my hood slang dope an talk shit
przez jakąś przemoc, brachu.
podaj tłumik, rozwal tę sukę.…
Jestem w moim granatowym Beamerze ssącym trawkę
"Holdin the streets"
jak rozpieprzymy wódkę
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Gun slangin z pussy juice na mój palec spustowy
to Kane an Abel, now who da bitch-made nigga banger…
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Nigga gotta protect ya motha-Fucking self FA the 9-skrilla
Nigga ya need to grab ya motha-Fucking nine ' fore ya grab ya shoes
Cuz nigga only got 1 life to lose
a nigga gotta protect his own, playa
Nigga, live eye 4 an eye that ' s how Tru Niggas live
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nigga, trust no mutha-fucking body
Let cha mutha-Fucking gun be ya friend, nigga
Bo twój wróg może być tuż obok ciebie. Pamiętasz tego playa?…
Pop-Pop goes the nine, nigga
But Tru Niggas ride dirty an stay strapped
An we Bout It