JT The Bigga Figga — Drop Ya Thangs tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Drop ya thangs and just box
Nigga just drop ya thangs and just box
Nigga just drop ya thangs and just box
Nigga just drop ya thangs and just box
Yo, I hit the party in my t-shirt and tennis shoes
They all watchin in they Hot Boys and church suits
Actin tough in the club ain’t gon' get you home
Gettin drunk off of Patron just gon' get you domed
Still steppin on my shoes, boy this nigga happy
This nigga thank he Lil' Jon and his partner Scrappy
Goin dumb with his bitch so he don’t like me
This ain’t the South boy, we ain’t crunk we go hyphy
You gotta know the rules, player let it go
You get to trippin my nigga you gotta hit the do'
Rollin up this eight-nine gram I’m tryin to make a plan
Tuggin on yo' main bitch hand, tryin to make a friend
This time for escapade only make the tec a-spray
I’m in the parkin lot, standin by the Escalade
You got a problem we ain’t fightin like a man
One-on-one with the Fig', get yo' face in the sand, nigga
Nigga you a bitch wit’cho gun, snitch wit’cho gun
Still get found in a ditch wit’cho gun
Bitch wit’cho gun, snitch wit’cho gun
Still get found in a ditch wit’cho gun
Yo, Fig' never play with them guns, no you hear me
Fig' ain’t shot nuttin up but kill spirits
Fig' ain’t the one to be, scared of the losses
One-on-one fightin for stripes with right crosses
Uppercuts and heatbutts to get a head rush
Bitch niggas rather kick back, and let they lead bust
I been a pitbull since Fila and Kenny Ken
Used to chuck 'em by the corner sto' whoever win
Them was my O.G.'s, and I was just a B. G
Whoever want to see me, Figgaro can
But now we got them old niggas that bust with they tommy
But caught without they tommy get rushed like salami
Cause everybody tired of them R.I.P.'s
We 'bout to bring this fightin back mayne to all our streets
Now, cowards wanna pack and, killers wanna cruise and
Real niggas stand alone mayne and do what we do
I wanna bust you but homey let me ask you
Why you wanna play with that gun, and make me blast you
Moms all cryin and shit, she gotta ask you
better to save on caskets you dumb nigga
Oh boy! Old friends like to make up and get cavi
Hell nah, she in the club wit’cho baby daddy
She got the coat on he bought you for yo' birthday (oh no!)
You kickin back, I’m 'bout to clown him in the worst way (bitch)
Team on preem' like he hangin out with 'Pac brother
And you a boss for not cuttin him with the boxcutter
And it was cool 'til this chick really got to trippin
Spittin drink in yo' face, boy she popped up pimpin (what?)
Zoked out like, fat boy you can’t breathe
Bounce back and grab that trick by her fuckin weave
Bring her to the flo', teach her 'bout the Get Low
She gon' really know, mob her on the danceflo'
Yeah I gotta acknowledge them fo' carloads of HP niggas
That came to Fillmoe for y’all one-on-ones mayne, and y’all got it mayne
Niggas put the guns down and after that nigga it was real big
They get stripes for that, nigga, special shoutout nigga
To them three young Sunnydale niggas
Nigga that was surrounded by ten Fillmoe niggas mayne
And all y’all wanted was one-on-ones and y’all got it nigga
Stripes for that!
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Drop ya thangs and just box
Nigga just drop ya thangs and just box
Nigga just drop ya thangs and just box
Nigga just drop ya thangs and just box
Wpadłem na imprezę w koszulce i tenisówkach.
Wszyscy patrzą w gorących chłopcach i kościelnych garniturach.
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Upijając się od patrona, dostaniesz kopułę.
Still steppin on my shoes, boy this nigga happy
Ten Czarnuch dziękuje Lil ' Jon i jego partner Scrappy
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This ain 't the South boy, we ain' t crunk we go hyphy
You gotta know the rules, player let it go
You get to trippin my nigga you gotta hit the do'
Rollin up this 8-9 gram I ' m trying to make a plan
Tuggin on yo ' main bitch hand, trying to make a friend
Tym razem dla escapade tylko TEC a-spray
Jestem na parkingu, stoję przy Escalade.
You got a problem we ain ' t fightin like a man
Jeden na jednego z Fig', get yo ' face in the sand, nigga
Nigga you a bitch wit 'cho gun, snitch wit' cho gun
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Suka wit 'cho gun, kapuś wit' cho gun
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Yo, Fig ' never play with them guns, no you hear me
Fig ' ain ' t shot Nuttin up but kill spirits
Fig ' ain ' t the one to be, scared of the losses
Walka jeden na jednego o pasy z krzyżami prawymi
Uppercuts and heatbutts to get a head rush
Bitch niggas rather kick back, and let they lead bust
Byłem Pitbullem od czasu, gdy Fila i Kenny Ken
Rzucałem je za rogiem, kto wygrywał.
To były moje O. G. ' s, a ja byłem tylko B. G.
Kto chce mnie widzieć, Figgaro może
But now we got them old niggas that bust with they tommy
Ale złapany bez nich tommy został pośpieszony jak salami
Bo wszyscy mają dość R. I. P.
We 'bout to bring this fightin back mayne to all our streets
Tchórze chcą się pakować, zabójcy chcą się ścigać.
Real niggas stand alone mayne and do what we do
I wanna bust you but homey let me ask you
Dlaczego chcesz się bawić tym pistoletem, żebym cię rozwalił?
Mama płacze i w ogóle, musi cię zapytać.
lepiej oszczędzać na trumnach, głupi czarnuchu.
O rany! Starzy przyjaciele lubią się pogodzić i dostać cavi
Hell nah, she in the club wit ' cho baby daddy
Założyła płaszcz, który Ci kupił na urodziny.)
Ty kopniesz w tył, a ja zrobię z niego klauna w najgorszy sposób (suka)
Zespół preem 'like he hangin out with' PAC brother
A Ty jesteś szefem za to, że nie obcięłaś go boxcutterem.
I to było fajne, dopóki ta laska nie zaczęła się naćpać.
Spittin drink w twarz, chłopcze ona wyskoczyła pimpin (co?)
"Fat boy you can 't breathe"
Bounce back and grab that trick by her fucking weave
Przyprowadź ją do flo', naucz ją ' bout the Get Low
Ona będzie naprawdę wiedzieć, mob her on the danceflo
Tak, muszę przyznać, że te samochody są pełne czarnuchów.
To przyszło do Fillmoe dla Was jeden na jednego mayne, i macie to mayne
Niggas put the guns down and after that nigga it was real big
They get stripes for that, nigga, special shoutout nigga
To them three young Sunnydale niggas
Nigga that was surrounded by ten Fillmoe niggas Mayne
And all y 'all wanted was one-on-ones and y' all got it nigga
Paski za to!