Guce Presents Various Aritst — So Hood Remix tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Hell yeah…
E-A-Ski, CMT track… ha ha ha
Yeah Bullys Wit Fullys part 3
Messy Marv, Guce, Fillmoe', Hunters Point, it don’t stop, let’s go
I’m switchin' lanes with them stunnas on my face
Chop in the trunk, wally on my waist
Back in the game nigga feelin' like Mase
Red J Jonas with the red shoe lace
Deuces on the load, rocks in my load
The ice in my mouth keep my Nextel froze
Have you ever seen a scrape with the Lamborghini doors
Bitch I thizz and play with my nose
The girls, the girls they love me
It’s the project lover
But I’m gang banger, and a drug smuggler
Gucey Guce, dope boy with the cake mix
I’m naked with it in the kitchen doin' late shift
See I been bout it, other niggas rap about it
If you got it cuz, then blood better ask about it
We in the drama, bangin' the hammers, orangutans
Goin' bananas in the game, throwin' up the gang
When I roll up, streets show love
I just wanna be on the block with my thugs
I just wanna sit in the drop on my dubs
Open up the doors and turn the beat up, cause
I’m from the ghetto baby, I’m from the hood
When in my ghetto baby, I know I’m good
These niggas got toolies but that ain’t no heat
I’ll slap one of you niggas like a E-A-Ski beat
I had these Girbauds on full bout a week
Ya boy look grimy but the money look sweet
You got me fucked up, bitch this the Bay
Me and every niggas do this shit all day
I’ll lay everybody down in the room
But whatever I do I’mma stay a tycoon
Aaaa…
What you know bout bricks and traps
Bullys Wit Fullys is a gang in all black and strapped
I’m not a rapper, I’m a street nigga
I’m so hungry with this heat tryin' to eat nigga
Real talk we in this bitch buyin' out the bar
Talk shit I’ll make this cold iron hot to yo jaw
Represent gangstas, two step hustlers
Hands in the air you gettin' cookies on sight
Stunna on mine, and all on a ho
Richmond, Vallejo, the City, and the O
Gang dog Blood, oh what you didn’t know
Good weed in my mouth, mac on the floor
You ridin' with a star, bitch feelin' like whoa
She feelin' like stay but I’m feelin' like go
And I ain’t got nothin' against the new bay
I used to ride through with Fab nigga back in the day
You already know Bullys Wit Fullys is so hood
Guce and Tay now we got Mess, the nigga so hood
Pill Music got you sort of like some wet wet
You in the club gang bangin' throwin' up ya set
Me and Mess dog runnin' the game
600 back to back dog huggin' the lane
Yeah this .50 Cal., make it worth ya while
Everybody goin' dumb off a half of pound
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Hell yeah…
E-a-Ski, CMT track ... ha ha ha
Tak Bullys Wit Fullys część 3
Messy Marv, Guce, Fillmoe, Hunters Point, it don 't stop, let' s go
I 'm switchin' lane with them stunnas on my face
/ Align= "left" /
Back in the game nigga feelin ' like Mase
Czerwony Jonas z koronką w czerwonym bucie
Deuces on the load, rocks in my load
The ice in my mouth keep my Nextel froze
Widziałeś kiedyś zadrapanie z drzwiami Lamborghini?
Suka i thizz I play with my nose
The girls, the girls they love me
To kochanek projektu.
Ale jestem gangsterem i przemytnikiem narkotyków.
Gucey Guce, dope boy with the cake mix
Jestem nagi w kuchni na nocnej zmianie.
# Patrz I been bout it, other niggas rap about it
/ Align = "left" /
We in the drama, bangin ' the hammers, orangutans
/ Align = "left" /
When I roll up, streets show love
I just wanna be on the block with my thugs
I just wanna sit in the drop on my dubs
Open up the doors and turn the beat up, cause
I 'm from the ghetto baby, I' m from the hood
When in my ghetto baby, I know I ' m good
These niggas got toolies but that ain ' t no heat
* I ' ll klaps one of you niggas like a E-a-Ski beat *
Miałem te Girbauds na pełne bout tydzień
Ya boy look grimy but the money look sweet
You got me fucked up, bitch this the Bay
Ja i każdy Czarnuch robimy to cały dzień.
Położę wszystkich w pokoju.
Ale cokolwiek zrobię, pozostanę potentatem.
Aaaa…
Co wiesz o cegłach i pułapkach
Bullys Wit Fullys to gang w czerni i uzbrojony
Nie jestem raperem, jestem ulicznym czarnuchem.
I 'm so hungry with this heat tryin' to eat nigga
Prawdziwa rozmowa we in this bitch buyin ' out the bar
Gadajcie głupoty, rozpalę to zimne żelazo dla Twojej szczęki.
Reprezentuj gangsterów, dwustopniowych hustlerów
Hands in the air you gettin ' cookies on sight
Stunna on mine, and all on a ho
Richmond, Vallejo, the City, and The O
Gang Dog Blood, Oh what you didn ' t know
Dobre zioło w ustach, mac na podłodze
You ridin 'with a star, bitch feelin' like whoa
She feelin 'like stay but I' m feelin ' like go
And I ain 't got nothin' against the new bay
I used to ride through with Fab nigga back in the day
Już wiesz, że Bullys Wit Fullys jest taki chudy.
Guce and Tay now we got Mess, the nigga so hood
Pill Music got you kind of like some wet wet
You in the club gang bangin 'throwin' up ya set
Me and Mess dog runnin ' the game
600 back to back dog huggin ' the lane
Tak, to .50 Cal., make it worth ya while
Everybody goin ' off a half of pound