Yo Gotti — Touchdown tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Aye you know im cocaine crazy right?
These niggas go White dis, white dat
(Quit fucking with me, white everything)
A lil bitch i fuck with talk bout she want white cat
You know dis my city right?
(Hoe you crazy)
Pussy ass nigga
I got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, marshmallow paint 49ers on the
inside
Touchdown, a nigga going long, field goal, extra point a nigga going strong
210 on the dash, blue jean inside, white wit blue top, like the yankees when i come past
Home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle
smart
Streets Talkin Gotti been doing good
Niggas wanna try em, couple niggas from the hood
You know how that go, niggas say you dont fuck wit em, truth be told wen i hustlin i aint fuck wit em Same nigga still owe me on a pack, think a nigga forgot becuz im rappin? nah…
When i get off the road I shoot back to my town
New whips, new watch, fuck with me, its goin down
Own family hatin, niggas looking mad, guess it be little better if a nigga was
doin bad,
But momma got a smile, brother still wild, i gotta get this money i just had
another child,
They say im gettin fat, guess im eatin good
20 racks in the motor, got my name under the hood, YO GOTTI,
Sometimes i think back, I could of went fed, this a chance in a lifetime i gotta think ahead
I got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, marshmallow paint 49ers on the
inside
Touchdown, a nigga going long, field goal, extra point a nigga going strong
210 on the dash, blue jeans inside, white with blue top, like the yankees when
i come past
Home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle
smart
My city rootin for me, the club owners mad
Cause i wont come to kick it for under 25 bands
And u taking it personal im just tryna feed my mans
See u aint a real nigga so dats sumthin u wouldnt understand
But if it wasnt for my homeboys and if it wasnt for my fans
I would of been clicked on u bitches and doin a quarter off n da can
But imma keep on grindin, keep on shinin cuss dats wut u cant stand
Imma kill u bitches softly every time i ride pass
What da fuck make u wanna beef wit me like u street as me Running round here talking down bitch u aint use to be wit me Bitch u aint use to tote heat wit me, bitch u aint use to eat wit me Bitch i was thuggin n ridgecrest yo funky ass was somewhere down da street
Yo fuck ass aint no real g, tell me where dey do dat at Gang bang in yo neighborhood but round me wouldn’t even throw up your set
Motherfuckers do anything for a check, ok dats cool
But dont fuck around and let project pat and juicy j get yo ass wet
On another note im da same nigga wit mo paper and mo bigger
And whenever im in town bitch im rite here on shady vista
My jewelry on my car parked my shirt off wit no pistol
Aint nan nigga gone take nuttn my lil niggaz a shake sumtn
My lil niggas got mo paper, my lil niggas dont even rap, bitch
Runnin round talk bout u got signed, bitch u still livin in da trap!
I got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, marshmallow paint 49ers on the
inside
Touchdown, a nigga going long, field goal, extra point a nigga going strong
210 on the dash, blue jeans inside, white with blue top, like the yankees when
i come past
Home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle
smart
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Wiesz, że zwariowałem na punkcie kokainy?
These niggas go White dis, white dat
(Quit fucking with me, white everything)
A lil bitch I fuck with talk bout she want white cat
Wiesz, że to moje miasto?
(Hoe you crazy)
Pussy ass nigga
Mam bazę w bagażniku, wzloty w środku, pianki lakierowe na 49ersach.
wewnątrz
Przyłożenie, nigga idzie długo, field goal, extra point nigga idzie silny
210 na desce, blue jean w środku, white wit blue top, like the yankees when i come past
Home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle
smart
Streets Talking Gotti been doing good
Niggas wanna try em, couple niggas from the hood
Wiesz, jak to idzie, czarnuchy mówią, że nie pieprzyć ich, prawda być powiedział wen i hustlin i ain Nie pieprzyć ich sam nigga nadal wisi mi na paczce, myślisz, że nigga zapomniał becuz im rappin? nie.…
Kiedy zejdę z drogi, strzelę do mojego miasta.
New whips, new watch, fuck with me, its going down
Nienawiść rodzinna, czarnuchy wyglądające na wściekłych, chyba byłoby lepiej, gdyby Czarnuch był
doin bad,
Ale mama ma uśmiech, brat wciąż dziki, muszę zdobyć te pieniądze, które właśnie miałem
kolejne dziecko,
They say I getting fat, guess I eatin good
20 stojaków w silniku, got my name under the hood, YO GOTTI,
Czasami myślę wstecz, mogłem się nakarmić, to szansa w życiu muszę myśleć do przodu
Mam bazę w bagażniku, wzloty w środku, pianki lakierowe na 49ersach.
wewnątrz
Przyłożenie, nigga idzie długo, field goal, extra point nigga idzie silny
210 na desce rozdzielczej, niebieskie dżinsy w środku, białe z Niebieskim topem, jak Jankesi kiedy
I come past
Home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle
smart
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Bo nie będę kopał dla poniżej 25 zespołów.
A u taking it personal im just tryna feed my mans
See u aint a real nigga so dats in u wouldnt understand
Ale gdyby nie moi kumple i fani
I would of be clicked on u bitches and doing a quarter off n da can
But imma keep on grindin, keep on shinin cuss dats Wut u cant stand
Imma kill u bitches softly every time i ride pass
What da fuck make u wanna beef wit me like U street as me Running round here talking down bitch u aint use to be wit me Bitch u aint use to tote heat wit me, bitch u aint use to eat wit me Bitch I was thuggin N ridgecrest yo funky ass was somewhere down da street
Yo fuck ass aint no real g, tell me where dey do dat at Gang bang in yo neighborhood but round me wouldn ' t even throw up your set
Skurwysyny robią wszystko dla czeku, ok dats cool
But don ' t fuck around and let project pat and juicy j get yo ass wet
Na innej nucie im da sam nigga wit mo Papier i mo większy
And whenever I in town bitch I rite here on shady vista
Moja biżuteria na samochodzie zaparkowała moją koszulę bez pistoletu
Aint Nan nigga gone take nuttn my lil niggaz a shake sumtn
My lil niggas got mo paper, my lil niggas dont even rap, bitch
Runnin round talk bout u got signed, bitch u still livin in da trap!
Mam bazę w bagażniku, wzloty w środku, pianki lakierowe na 49ersach.
wewnątrz
Przyłożenie, nigga idzie długo, field goal, extra point nigga idzie silny
210 na desce rozdzielczej, niebieskie dżinsy w środku, białe z Niebieskim topem, jak Jankesi kiedy
I come past
Home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle
smart