C-Murder — I Heard U Was Lookin' 4 Me tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "I Heard U Was Lookin' 4 Me", wykonawca: C-Murder.
Tekst piosenki
It’s your boy C, from the CP3
Forever true 'til I’m dead (Do ya still love me?)
Lookin for it, Check this out, ya know
I heard that you was lookin' for me, well here I go
I told my niggas you was lookin' for me, well there they go
It was once upon a time in the projects show
We bout this here, we keep the streets on lock yo
Felonious capers (Riders), Straight money makers
We jaggers, we bag 'em like the Green Bay Packers
24−7, all night, like 7−11
And when I die I don’t know if I’ll ever see heaven
Now I done seen sinners, sold coke to beginners
And blowed smoke with winners, now raise it up for them spinners
I’m on the block now, throw 'em up for your dog
I was born in the 3rd Ward, ruthless and hard
And cut through, like the CT committee
I ain’t tryin to bounce, I’m tryin to flip a ounce and ball in my city
So player, get your shine on, get your shine on
All day long playboy, get your grind on
Now will you come to die tonight?
But it’s my life or your life and I’m a fool with that knife
Straight from the cell blocks, behind the cell bars
It ain’t easy being me — I’m a cutboy
Capone and 'Tez, that’s my niggas ya dig
We be thuggin, we be wildin, in these villas ya dig
Cause we the realest ya dig, ain’t no half steppin here
I’m caught up now, but next year is my year
2002 — C-Murder died, your leader came alive
2005 — he saved, now I’m back from the grave
Wildin out in the cellblocks is the project lil wodie
And I ain’t bothering nobody less you owe me
I heard that you was lookin for me, well here I go
Posted up on the block with a block of that snow
Chillin wit Carnell off in the Nol
Run up and you’ll get smoked, just to let you know that Montez ain’t a ho
I’m from Atlanta where them haters get handled
We’ll dismantle the handle, with gliss that curves to the front like bandanas
But for them small problems I keep revolvers
.38 snug nose, my problem solver
Knock a nigga, hit up off him
And toss him off in the ditch like the bitch that he is
If his partners try to find me, well they get the same shit
Cause I’m a motherfuckin fool with my hand on my tool
I knock a nigga out his shoes, that’s how I pay my dues
And if you choose to oppose my crew
We’ll bruise, your whole lil crew screamin out T-R-U
Cause we don’t give a motherfuck, nigga
C told me that you lookin for me, here I go, wasup nigga?
There they go
QB
Yo listen man, QB, CP3
Tru game baby
Yeah, I, I, I, I, I
I heard that they was lookin for me (Know I keep guns)
With hoods in the kitchen cookin for me (Teach you to spend one)
I got the call from the murder man (Wodie whats happ’nin?)
I got the drop, I could murder fam (It's nothin' to clap em)
Just give me the word, I’ll send him a bird
To put 10 in him and finish him, it’s business ya heard
See we flossin on another level, bossin on another level
Rose gold chain, rainbow rocks is the color bezel
Wodie, if they lookin I ain’t hard to find
I stick out like a sore thumb with all this shine
I gotta killa mentaility with a ballers grind
I’ll get you clipped long distance with a cordless nine
Send a kite to the Callio and every crack server
Who lettin that automatic blow, we freeing C-Murder — bitch!
(Spoken)
Yeah, this how we gon' do it baby
Boss recognize boss baby
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
To twój chłopak C, z CP3.
Forever true 'til I' m dead (Do Ya still love me?)
Looking for it, Check this out, ya know
I heard that you was lookin' for me, well here I go
I told my niggas you was lookin' for me, well there they go
It was once upon a time in the projects show
We bout this here, we keep the streets on lock yo
Przestępcy (Riders), Straight money makers
We jaggers, we work 'em like the Green Bay Packers
24-7, całą noc, jak 7-11
I kiedy umrę Nie wiem czy kiedykolwiek zobaczę niebo
Teraz widziałem grzeszników, sprzedawałem kokę początkującym
I dmuchał dym z zwycięzcami, teraz podnieść to dla nich spinners
I ' m on the block now, throw 'em up for your dog
Urodziłem się w trzeciej dzielnicy, bezwzględny i twardy.
I przeciąć, jak Komitet CT
I ain 't tryin to bounce, I' m tryin to flip a Unce and ball in my city
So player, get your shine on, get your shine on
Cały dzień Playboyu, zgrywaj się.
Przyjdziesz dziś umrzeć?
Ale to jest moje życie lub twoje życie i jestem głupcem z tym nożem
Prosto z bloków, za kratkami.
It ain 't easy being me — I' m a cutboy
Capone and 'Tez, that' s my niggas ya dig
We be thuggin, we be wildin, in these villas ya dig
Bo my jesteśmy prawdziwi, ain ' t no half steppin here
Teraz jestem zajęty, ale przyszły rok jest moim rokiem.
2002-C-Murder died, your leader came alive
2005-he saved, now I ' m back from the grave
Wildin out in the cellblocks jako Lil wodie
# And I ain ' t botting nobody less you wish me #
Słyszałem, że mnie szukałeś.
Posted up on the block with a block of that snow
Chillin wit Carnell off in the Nol
"Run up and you' ll get smoked, just to let you know that Montez ain 't a ho"
Jestem z Atlanty, gdzie ci hejterzy się zajmują.
Rozmontujemy rękojeść, z gliss, który zakrzywia się do przodu jak bandany
Ale dla nich mam rewolwery.
.38 snug nose, my problem solver
Knock a nigga, hit up off him
I wrzucić go do rowu jak sukę, którą jest
Jeśli jego wspólnicy spróbują mnie znaleźć, dostaną to samo gówno.
Bo jestem pierdolonym głupcem z ręką na narzędziu
I knock a nigga out his shoes, that ' s how I pay my dues
I jeśli zdecydujesz się przeciwstawić mojej załodze
We ' ll siniaki, your whole Lil crew screamin out T-R-U
Bo mamy to w dupie, czarnuchu.
C powiedział, że mnie szukasz.
Idą.
QB
Yo słuchaj człowieku, QB, CP3
Tru game baby
Tak, Ja, Ja, Ja, Ja
I heard that they was looking for me (Know I keep guns)
With hoods in the kitchen cookin for me (Teach you to spend one)
Zadzwonił do mnie morderca.)
I got the drop, I could murder fam (It 's nothin' to clap em)
Daj mi tylko słowo, wyślę mu ptaka.
Żeby wbić mu 10 i wykończyć, to jest biznes.
Widzisz my flossin na innym poziomie, bossin na innym poziomie
Róża złota łańcuch, rainbow rocks is the color Ramel
Wodie, if they looking I ain ' t hard to find
I stick out like a sore thumb with all this shine
I gotta killa mentaility with a ballers grind
Załatwię Cię na odległość z bezprzewodową dziewiątką.
Wyślij latawiec na Callio i każdy serwer cracku
Kto puścił ten automat, uwalniamy morderczą sukę!
(Mowa)
Yeah, this how we gon' do it baby
Boss recognize boss baby