E.S.G. — Thug it Up tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Well I’ma saucy ass super throwed
Southern style gumbo
Pimp, I eat jumbo
Shrimp, make a dumb ho Limp, cause her back broke up Your back in the track, that poke up Pay for the sack, the bag smoked up Now that’s gangsta, live in effect
Crystal clear, gots to keep your pistol here
(Why?) Cause Texas don’t play
Don’t smile, don’t joke
We stay for a lick, act frog and get croaked
With a buck, blast, buck, blast your toothless
And then they say, damn they ruthless
Northside, Southside, we don’t care
We don’t say no to money
Too busy sayin, «YEAAA!»
Lift candy to schools, weddings, malls
Million dollar concerts, and ho’s in the walls
All haters better peep like Tom
Cause my clique, my city, shit even my baby momma
We gonna thug it up Everyday of the month, anything I swang
Got to have bang in the trunk
We gonna thug it up Til I’m dead in gone, everythang I drive
Got to be sitting on chrome
We gonna thug it up Like a underground king, drop screens
Byzletine, and my crease styled jeans
We gonna thug it up Man thug it up, thug it up, wha? wha?
Man I’ma thug it up Escalade, dub it up
B.G. gettin' paid
Big mouth, thug it up Might as well, shut it up Get outta line, slug it up Codine in the cup
Diamonds bling, priceless cuts
What’s up this year?
They say the rap game changed
No more rappin bout cars, and iced out chains
Boys must be insane
Real hustlers go on and get it How the hell you gonna live it?
Money shorter then a midget
Better get some more digits
To talk about this
No more cousin, R Kelly, see walking to this
East coast to West, Mid-West to Tex
Independent, Grammy-Nominated, Now what’s next?
Dirty south, give respect
We started them slangs
Screaming «Parkin-lot Niggas»
Sippin' Syrup with Bang
Big flames, stained panes
We ain’t new to this game
R.I.P. Dj Screw
This for the thug in you man!
We gonna thug it up Everyday of the month, anythang I swang
Got to have bang in the trunk
We gonna thug it up Til I’m dead in gone, everythang I drive
Got to be sitting on chrome
We gonna thug it up Like a underground king, drop screens
Byzletine, and my crease styled jeans
We gonna thug it up Slim Thug gonna thug it up, I’ma, I’ma, I’ma
I’ma thug it up With E.S.G. and Bun B Sippin on some Dun-P
In a stretch RV
Come see, the three
Best that never rest
Thugged out?
With white tee’s on my chest
«O yes!» Slim Thug change the code in the club
Cause when I pull up on dubbs
I get nothing but love
I hit the bar
Make the whole crowd think I’ma star
Cause I blow mo' on doe
Then you blow on your car
By far, fo sho' I’m the opposite of Po The most ghetto boy ya know
In a six double O I move slow, and sit low
On a 84 elbow
Spit flow, on the floor
Trunk open and close
We some Texas boys
With candy Lexus toys
Drive wreckless outta bars
When we come out hard
Give us our card
Hater’s ya mouth, plug it up Cause me, E.S.G, and Bun B gonna thug it up We gonna thug it up Everyday of the month, anythang I swang
Got to have bang in the trunk
We gonna thug it up Til I’m dead in gone, everythang I drive
Got to be sitting on chrome
We gonna thug it up Like a underground king, drop screens
Byzletine, and my crease styled jeans
We gonna thug it up, thug it up We gonna thug it up, thug it up Thug it up
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Well I ' m saucy ass super throwed
Southern style gumbo
Pimp, I eat jumbo
Shrimp, make a dumb ho Limp, cause her back broke up Your back in the track, that poke up Pay for the sack, the bag smoked up Now that ' s gangsta, live in effect
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(Dlaczego? Bo Texas nie gra
Nie uśmiechaj się, nie żartuj
Zostajemy na Lizanie, udajemy żabę i wykitujemy.
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And then they say, damn they ruthless
Northside, Southside, we don ' t care
We don ' t say no to money
Zbyt zajęty mówieniem, " tak!»
Podnosić cukierki do szkół, ślubów, centrów handlowych
Million dollar concerts, and ho ' s in the walls
Wszyscy nienawidzą lepiej podglądać jak Tom
Bo moja klika, moje miasto, gówno nawet moja mała mama
We gonna thug it up Everyday of the month, anything I swang
"Got to have bang in the trunk"
We gonna thug it up Til I ' m dead in gone, everythang I drive
"Got to be sitting on chrome"
We gonna thug it up Like a underground king, drop screens
Byzletine, and my crease styled jeans
Będziemy zbijać, zbijać, zbijać, co? co?
Man i ' ma thug it up Escalade, dub it up
B. G. gettin ' paid
Big mouth, thug it up Might as well, shut it up Get outta line, slug it up Codine in the cup
Brylanty, bezcenne kawałki
Co jest w tym roku?
Mówią, że gra rapu się zmieniła.
No more rappin bout cars, and iced out chains
Chłopcy muszą być szaleni.
Prawdziwi kanciarze idą dalej i dostają to jak, do cholery, chcesz to przeżyć?
Pieniądze krótsze niż Karzeł
Lepiej zdobądź więcej cyfr.
Żeby o tym porozmawiać.
No more cousin, R Kelly, see walking to this
East coast to West, Mid-West to Tex
Niezależna, nominowana do Grammy, co dalej?
Dirty south, give respect
Zaczęliśmy te slangi.
Krzyk " Parkin-lot Niggas»
Sippin ' Syrop z Bang
Wielkie płomienice, płomienice wielkie
We ain ' t new to this game
R. I. P. Dj Screw
To dla bandyty w tobie!
We gonna thug it up Everyday of the month and anythang I swang
"Got to have bang in the trunk"
We gonna thug it up Til I ' m dead in gone, everythang I drive
"Got to be sitting on chrome"
We gonna thug it up Like a underground king, drop screens
Byzletine, and my crease styled jeans
We gonna thug it up Slim Thug gonna thug it up, I 'ma, i' ma, I ' ma
I ' m thug it up With E. S. G. and Bun B Sippin on some Dun-P
Na odcinku
Zobacz też:
Best that never rest
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Z białą koszulką na piersi
"O tak!"Slim Thug zmienić kod w klubie
Bo kiedy podciągam dubbsa
I get nothing but love
I hit the bar
Niech cały tłum pomyśli, że jestem gwiazdą.
Bo dmucham mo ' na doe
Potem dmuchasz na samochód.
Jak na razie, jestem przeciwieństwem Po.
W sześciu podwójnych O I move slow, and sit low
Na łokciu 84
Spit flow, on the floor
Bagażnik otwarty i zamknięty
We some Texas boys
Z zabawkami candy Lexus
Drive wreckless outta bars
When we come out hard
Daj nam naszą wizytówkę.
Hater ' s ya mouth, plug it up Cause me, E. S. g, and Bun B gonna thug it up we gonna thug it up Everyday of the month, anythang I swang
"Got to have bang in the trunk"
We gonna thug it up Til I ' m dead in gone, everythang I drive
"Got to be sitting on chrome"
We gonna thug it up Like a underground king, drop screens
Byzletine, and my crease styled jeans
We gonna thug it up, thug it up we gonna thug it up, thug it up Thug it up