Wu-Syndicate — Ask Son tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Niggas, man
Fuck up, trying to extort me nigga?
Fuck man, what?
Global thugs baby
Crab niggas frontin for what?
Pollyin shit
Word, come on god
What What What
Crab niggas frontin for what? We gotta smash 'em
Trick bitches lickin for vicks, we gotta splash 'em
U.F.O.'s all on the dick, we gotta tax 'em
Wu-Syndicate is the shit, you better ask son
I’m driving megaton bombs, armageddion
Modern day babylon, we housed on X-Com
Expression with the swarm, mellow with the drama
From meladon, ghetto supastar status clappin Decepticons
Stealth bomb, commonwealth dealt, fuck if it felt wrong
We teflon, what you wan’t huh? A lying arm spar
Titan clash, thorough bergaham, shit on my wally pad
Liftin skirts dash, run for your stash
Dirt bags, serving just, I.C.E. whut?
You heard of us, unheard of VA Cats and shag burglars
Mafio, the '98 stee, copping blow, polly Ross Perot
Treasury gold, the mop n glow
Classic tight, street main events get rich
For crimin hands itch, kidnap or clap a niggas land with
Myalansky, Wu-tang my mans got plans see
Stacks and grands, who dem cats damn, extorting mad cream
Settin' though I had to let them fags know for real yo
Chill with the rap shit you clowns uplift your shields though
Daddy-O, whatup, Pop left the G blew the spit out
Apachi and P keep your shit locked
Niggas must be stupid or something
Vandalizin my man Shan with
Kidnappin my man little Steve
And now the fans shifted
All of my thugs eating from hell’s kitchen
Bitch ass niggas, stop snitching
What
Haha
Yo, Red Joe you better stop snitchin boy
Word Up
All you niggas snitchin, we callin you out
You know what I’m sayin (echo)
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Niggas, man
Chcesz mnie wyłudzić, czarnuchu?
Kurwa, co?
Global thugs baby
Krabowe czarnuchy po co?
Pollyin shit
Word, come on god
What What What
Krabowe czarnuchy po co? We gotta smash 'em
Trick bitches lickin for vicks, we gotta splash 'em
U. F. O. ' s all on the dick, we gotta tax 'em
Wu-Syndykat to gówno, lepiej zapytaj syna
Napędzam megatonowe bomby, armageddion.
Modern day babylon, we housed on X-Com
Ekspresja z Rój, łagodny z dramatu
From meladon, ghetto supastar status clappin
Stealth bomb, commonwealth dealed, fuck if it felt wrong
My teflon, czego nie chcesz? Spar leżący na ramieniu
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Liftin spódnice dash, run for your stash
Brudne worki, obsługujące tylko I. C. E. cout?
Słyszałeś o nas, nie słyszałeś o kotach VA i bzykających się włamywaczach
Mafio, The ' 98 stee, copping blow, polly Ross Perot
Skarbiec, skarbiec
Classic tight, Street main events get rich
For criminal hands itch, kidnap or clap a niggas land with
Myalansky, Wu-Tang my mans got plans see
Stacks and grands, who dem cats damn, forsing mad cream
Settin ' though I had to let them fags know for real yo
Chill with the rap shit you clowns uplift your shields though
Daddy-O, whatup, Pop left the G blowed the spit out
Apachi i P trzymaj swoje gówno zamknięte
Czarnuchy muszą być głupie.
Vandalizin my man Shan with
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A teraz fani się zmienili.
Wszyscy moi zbiry jedzą z Hell ' S kitchen
Bitch ass niggas, stop snitching
Co?
Haha
Yo, Red Joe lepiej przestań kapować chłopcze
Word Up
All you niggas snitchin, we callin you out
You know what I ' m saying (echo)