Jim Jones — Dutty Clap tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Dutty Clap", wykonawca: Jim Jones.
Tekst piosenki
Mayhem:
May been shifty, since a likkle pickney
While idiot boy dem on the strip try and stick me He from Harlem, down to Brixton, you know
We cop whips with kicks and pinstripe uno
Who wanna test, Mr. Don Dada
Who rock Prada, so go suck ya mumma
See, blow the track out, Jim’s in the house now
Man done shook out, gull the skin out ya What you check boy you running yuh lip
You get smoked like I’m bunning a spliff
You sonofabitch
This is blitz town, and if some boy a come
When we spit rounds on your town, then you run silly
Bluck papa, done doggin' top shotta
In love with fame and the stardom
Oh, now what’s the remedy on all ties
Spit 16 bars, the streets want more fire, see
Hook:
Mega & Jim Jones:
Jim Jones:
You with me, then clap (clap)
Keep moving yor back (back)
You do it like that (that)
Stay in tune with the track
Mega:
We flippin' them baggies
My niggaz is aggie
From Brixton to Hagney
East Finchley Apache
Mega:
Spit in Juan, when you see that link is on Got the linkest charm, by the time you blink it’s gone
Ayo, I run for it, yuh done know my gun blow
Buck and aim, if you F’in' around like Sonny Dames of Sneezies man, believe me man
I’m off the heezy and got the greasy plan
Your crew sweet like a he-she man
That’s why the youths in the street call you Chi-Chi
man
I get respect in the streets, smoke and sex in the jeep
Sittin' back, sip the yac', you be stressin' the freaks
Spittin' raps, not a skit on my meat
Cuz I’m thick from the, fitted cap to the crest in my feet
I ain’t conceited, believe it, I’m just fillin' I’m
jade
The pull Benz, got the gat and I’m feelin' the kid
Yo, I’m good to go, and it’s evident fam
I leave a nigga pon de river like Elephant Man
Hook
Jim Jones:
Jim Jones a gangsta, stay blown and ganked up
I’m rollin' that stank stuff, the chrome on my tank
truck
What, interior suede roof
Fly 'til I die, like izzo in suede boots
Yeah, let’s talk about ice, the chain on my neck
Looks like New York in it’s lights, cocaine on my jets
I’m a New Yorker for life, new Porsche in white
Who thought of this life, two wrongs make it right
I’ma get lost in the light, I speed in my cars
Outlaw all my life, police on my car
Cuz I don’t pause for the light, I don’t show no respect
Dipset out in Euro, S.A.S., we connect
Hook
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Mayhem:
Może być chytry, od kiedy likkle pickney
Podczas gdy idiot boy dem on the strip próbuje mnie wsadzić z Harlemu, aż do Brixton, wiesz
We cop whips with kicks and pinstripe uno
Who wanna test, Mr. Don Dada
Who rock Prada, so go suck ya mumma
/ Align= "left" /
Man done shook out, gull the skin out Ya What you check boy you running yuh lip
You get smoked like I ' m bunning a spliff
Ty sukinsynu.
To jest blitz town, i jeśli jakiś chłopak przyjdzie
Kiedy plujemy na twoje miasto, uciekasz głuptasie.
Bluck papa, done doggin ' top shotta
In love with fame and the stardom
Oh, jaki jest remedium na wszystkie krawaty
Spit 16 barów, ulice chcą więcej ognia, zobacz
Hak:
Mega & Jim Jones:
Jim Jones:
You with me, then clap (clap)
Keep moving yor back (powrót)
You do it like that (that)
Stay in tune with the track
Mega:
We flippin ' them baggies
My niggaz jako aggie
From Brixton to Hagney
East Finchley Apache
Mega:
Spit in Juan, when you see that link is on Got the linkest charm, by the time you mrugnięcie it ' s gone
Ayo, I run for it, yuh done know my gun blow
Buck i aim, if you Fin ' around like Sonny Dames of Kichanies man, believe me man
Nie mam ochoty i mam tłusty plan.
Twoja ekipa jest słodka jak on-ona
Dlatego młodzi na ulicy nazywają cię Chi-Chi.
mężczyźni
Dostaję szacunek na ulicy, dym i seks w jeepie
Sit back, sip The yac', you be stresin ' the freaks
Spittin ' raps, not a skit on my meat
Bo jestem gruby od, dopasowanej Czapki do grzebienia w moich stopach
I ain 't conceited, believe it, I' m just fillin ' I ' m
jade
The pull Benz, got the gat and I 'm feelin' the kid
Yo, jestem gotowy, i to jest oczywiste, fam
I leave a nigga pon de river like Elephant Man
Hak
Jim Jones:
Jim Jones Jako gangsta
I 'm rollin' that stank stuff, the chrome on my tank
ciężarówka
Co, wewnętrzny zamszowy dach
Fly ' til I die, like izzo in suede boots
Tak, porozmawiajmy o lodzie, łańcuchu na mojej szyi
Wygląda jak Nowy Jork w światłach, kokaina w moich odrzutowcach.
I ' m A New Yorker for life, new Porsche in white
Kto myślał o tym życiu, dwa błędy czynią to słusznym
I ' m get lost in the light, I speed in my cars
Banita całe życie, policja w moim samochodzie.
Bo nie zatrzymuję się przed światłem, nie okazuję szacunku
Dipset out in Euro, S. A. S., We connect
Hak