WC — Wanna Ride tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
My niggaz thug out
You getting drugged out
These bitches getting loc’ed out
When we smoke out, cos we chromed out
About to bomb out
Here ye, here ye, calling all the hawgs
Fresh outta the whole tank, bouncin up the walls
Dub-cee! The bandana president, with the gauge on the ghetto
Rollin through y’all residents
Runnin the scene this is the king of the cars
Thugged out baby in my new busta’s
Gangstas, all of them gangstas, none of them let me see up Ridaz throw ya heaterz up Ladies, OG’z, sorry that I’ve been gone
But now I’m back to get my walk on!
Swang with the game as I reach out and touch ya Turn the cup up and get ignorant on this motherfucker
«Mayday, mayday!» back in charge
calling out cars, calling out cars
dip, skip through the lane with the bang, bang, bang, jangle
hoppin' out the SS workin' all them angles
Dub-shiest deep the scrilla, and ive got my homeboy
Hell yeah, the motherfucking villain
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the +Hello+
Look at these g’z working these fake ass sopranos
Here come the Villain with another heater
With motherfucking Dub nigga in the two-seater
On my nuts while I west west y’all
Grab that microphone and I test test y’all
Villian baritone be like all over y’all
Who wanna ball with that Black nigga Ren?
Like the Don Mega I’m supreme hustling
Dub-cee! Give a fuck if these bitches don’t love me yeah!
I wanna bang, I wanna ride
I wanna slang, from the side, do it now
It’s do or die
We can ball till the wheels fall off
And let these motherfuckers know they gotta peel us off
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Upon em again and I’m er running em again, look at it With da-da-da-day, with da-da-da-day
Dub rock it; let your flag hang from your back pocket
Draw on em, on em, on em can’t none of em Eat with me, eat my style but y’all can’t get rid of me
I heard y’all C-Walking now, yeah who taught you?
What you could say who?
Nigga why-I-I-I-I-I oughta smack all the spit out of you!
Beat the shit out of you! Get at em dumping, stomping
Dippin in the 600, saggin in my overalls blunted
Finger and thumb it, quick run
This gangsta shit Dub-Cee runnin
Here son, steady pumping I come through punking
Y’all think y’all rollies, shooting them highstyles like Kobe
So shut up and kneel to these Westside parolees
And pass the blunt, cos none of ya’ll can hold it We got the niggaz (we got the bitches)
We got the killaz (we got the riches)
We got the dealers (we hit the switches)
We got every fucking thing you want
And we can get it punk ass nigga, if we don’t
Who that nigga that you fucking with?
When you want to hear some motherfucking nigger shit
Call the villain and I’ll bring hot lyric
Waltonville to hit your bitch nigga ren with it
Y’all need to quit it This shit legendary, fuck around with it and yo mama get buried
Your first born and that bitch you just married!
Who give a fuck pop that baby she just carried
Hubbin' all black like my fucking skin tone
How the fuck you gon talk about the villain, you a clone
Bitin every time you bust, who gave all y’all balls to cuss?
Weak motherfuckers better say us!
So +If it Ain’t Ruff+, it ain’t my shit
Might a bit mad at the bitch that ate my dick
Hate my clique, bitch-man cos I won’t hit
A nigga that I ain’t fucking wit!
Please Beelive it, please beelive it, please believe it Awww man gimme one mo' sip of that cognac!
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
My niggaz thug out
Jesteś naćpany.
Te suki się rozlokują
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Zaraz wybuchnie.
Tutaj ye, tutaj ye, wzywam wszystkich hawgsów
Świeżo z całego zbiornika, bouncin up the walls
Dub-cee! / Align = "left" /
Rollin through y ' all residents
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Thugged out baby in my new busta ' s
Gangstas, wszyscy gangstas, żaden z nich nie pozwól mi zobaczyć Ridaz throw ya heaterz up Ladies, Og 'z, sorry that I' ve been gone
Ale teraz wróciłem, żeby się przejść!
Swang with the game as I reach out and touch ya Turn the cup up and get ignorant on this motherfucker
"Mayday, mayday!"back in charge
wołanie samochodów, wołanie samochodów
dip, skip through the lane with the bang, bang, bang, jangle
hoppin 'out the SS workin' all them angles
Dub-shiest deep The scrilla, and ive got my homeboy
O tak, jebany złoczyńca.
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the +Hello+
Spójrz na tych g ' z pracujących te sztuczne tyłki soprano
Nadchodzi złoczyńca z innym grzejnikiem.
Z motherfucking Dub nigga w dwumeczu
On my nuts while I west west y ' all
Chwyć ten mikrofon i przetestuję was.
Villian baryton be like all over y ' all
Kto chce się zabawić z tym czarnym Czarnuchem Renem?
Jak Don Mega I ' m supreme hustling
Dub-cee! W dupie mam, czy te suki mnie nie kochają.
I wanna bang, I wanna ride
I wanna slang, from the side, do it now
To do or die
We can ball till the wheels fall off
I niech te skurwysyny wiedzą, że muszą nas oskubać.
Hej, hej, hej, hej, hej
Upon em again and I ' m er running em again, look at it With da-da-da-day, with da-da-da-day
Dub rock it; let your flag hang from your back pocket
Draw on em, On em, on em Can 't none of em Eat with me, eat my style but y 'all can' t get rid of me
Słyszałem, że teraz chodzicie, kto was nauczył?
Co możesz powiedzieć kto?
Czarnuchu dlaczego-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-ja-powinienem z Ciebie wycisnąć całą ślinę!
Spuszczę Ci łomot! Get at em dumping, stomping
Dippin in the 600, saggin in my overall blunted
Finger and thumb it, quick run
This gangsta shit Dub-Cee runnin
Tutaj synu, spokojnie pompuję.
Myślicie, że strzelacie do nich jak do Kobe ' a.
Więc zamknij się i uklęknij przed tymi zwolnionymi.
And pass the blunt, cos none of ya ' ll can hold it we got the niggaz (we got the bitches)
We got the killaz (we got the riches)
We got the dealers (we hit the switches)
We got every fucking thing you want
I możemy go dostać, gnoju, czarnuchu, jeśli nie
Kim jest ten Czarnuch, z którym zadzierasz?
Kiedy chcesz usłyszeć jakieś pierdolone czarnuchy
Zawołaj złoczyńcę, a ja przyniosę gorącą lirykę.
Waltonville to hit your bitch nigga Ren with it
Musicie przestać to gówno legendarne, pieprzyć się z nim i twoja mama zostanie pogrzebana.
Twój pierworodny i ta suka, którą właśnie poślubiłeś!
Who care a fuck pop that baby she just carried
Hubbin ' all black like my fucking skin tone
Jak, do kurwy nędzy, mówisz o złoczyńcach, klonie?
Bitin za każdym razem, gdy wpadacie, kto dał wam jaja do przeklinania?
Lepiej, żeby słabi skurwiele nam powiedzieli!
So + If it ain 't Ruff+, it ain' t my shit
Może trochę zły na sukę, która zjadła mojego fiuta
Nienawidzę mojej paczki, dziwko-człowieku bo nie uderzę
Czarnuch, którego nie jestem kurwa dowcipny!
Daj mi jeden mo ' łyk koniaku!