Junior M.A.F.I.A. — Realms Of Junior M.A.F.I.A. tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Ladies and Gentlemen
you are now listening of the sounds of The Notorious B.I.G. and the Junior
Jealous niggas recognise freak bitches fantasise
Aah aah
Chorus: Lil Caesar
Uh one two y’all you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two y’all you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two y’all, you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two y’all, uhh, uhh, uhh uhh (Check it out!)
Verse 1: Lil Caesar
Easy livin, bitches givin pussy like it’s free
My GS3 gleams perfectly
Lil Cae’s get flour like the stems
Land’s and Lexus' flexed with the M-A-F-I-A
Blunts make my day
Friday to Friday stay-be baby
plus stylus, sippin on Berry’s iris
My windfall- be rich by sixteen
Swimmin in CREAM, fuck a dollar and a dream
Saw her knockin all ho’s, dancin a machine, uhh
True bawler, bitch case might call her
A little shorty but I like my bitches taller
Nastiest, the flashiest, you got bust past your shit
while Big fuck your bitch
Uhh uhh, while your nigga take flicks
Uhh yeah Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique
Chorus: Cheek Del Vec
One two y’all, you know I rock ya Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two y’all, uhh uhh uhh
Verse 2: Cheek Del Vec
I admit back in the days I did stupid shit
Now I changed, I’m in to bigger and better things
like rockin Cuban change, bitch copped the range
Del Vec was set with the Lex and diamond rings
Pop Moet with my bitch when it rain
Drink away the pain, got mad scars on my brain
A little nigga rolled for dough
Copped ki’s across seas
and sent a memo from
a Cuban kid named Sallio
selled mad pulito
Coppin 'bout four bricks then I called Nino
Meet me at the airport, feds is on the stalk
Almost got caught cos the dumb bitch talked
How much you makin? What we’re doin, wouldn’t live that
How much Moveet cost and where my cash stash at?
But the feds still couldn’t get nuttin
JM I’m still stuntin and frontin
Chorus: Jamal
One two y’all, you know we rock ya Little Jamal and Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two y’all, you know we rock ya, rock ya Little Jamal and Junior M.A.F.I.A.
Verse 3: Jamal
Mally G a villian, keep niggas feelin
my trigger finger enhancin peelin
ya dome piece with the chrome piece fat
I’ll fuck around, black, catch a Mac to ya back
Lethal weapon with the eighteen leather
Schemin, bustin on whoever I can ejecta
Window, think slow sing low
Fuckin with Row Dog Mall you ain’t know, aah
Remember this funkabist lyricist
Blow the premises out the frame wit this
killer seen with the guillotine shotty
with Junior M.A.F.I.A. rockin ya fuckin spot
Cockin the Glock, fifty bust, hit the dust
This spit shit murderous
Huh, now do you think that you can fade Jamal, I fade dem all
and if I have to kill em all, I sure
Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.
One two y’all, you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two y’all, uhh uhh uhh
Verse 4: Biggie
I got that rhythm line like Sprite got lemon lime
Dina Carradine, keep a hand in all the time
My rhymes so much experien when I’m smeer-ien
to kissin my lawyer at my hearin-en
This day and age my rap is like the plague
I married this shit, y’all niggas still engaged
Turn blowouts to 360 waves
How this 12 gauge feel sittin on ya tongue, on ya lips 'n'
dippin with money L in the green beamer
sip a zeamers on our way to see Katrina
She said she need a freak like me like Adina
Fucked her by mistake she had a twin named Regina
I seen her, lights excite all the freaks
Squirtin on curtains, lips, tits and sheets
Go beat, meet death, ya dead, ya die
Don’t fuck with B-I, that’s that!
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Panie i Panowie
teraz słuchacie dźwięków notorycznego B. I. G. i Juniora.
Jealous niggas recognize freak bitches fantasise
Aah aah
Chór: Lil Caesar
Uh one two y 'all you know I rocked' cha
Krok w sferze M. A. F. I. A.
One two y 'all you know I rocked' cha
Krok w sferze M. A. F. I. A.
One two y 'all, you know I rocked' cha
Krok w sferze M. A. F. I. A.
Raz dwa y ' all, Uhh, uhh, uhh uhh (Obczaj to!)
Werset 1: Lil Caesar
Easy livin, bitches givin pussy like it ' s free
Mój GS3 lśni idealnie.
Lil Cae dostaje mąkę jak łodygi
Land 's and Lexus' flexed with the M-A-F-I-A
Blunts make my day
Friday to Friday stay-be baby
Plus stylus, sippin on Berry ' s iris
My windfall-be rich by sixteen
Swimmin in CREAM, fuck a dollar and a dream
Saw her knockin all ho ' s, dancin a machine, uhh
"True bawler, bitch case might call her"
A little shorty but I like my bitches taller
Najbrzydszy, najświeższy, masz bust obok swojego gówna
podczas gdy duży kurwa twoja suka
Uhh uhh, while your nigga take flicks
Junior M. A. F. I. A. clique
Chór: Cheek Del Vec
One two y ' all, you know I rock ya Step in the realms of Junior M. A. F. I. A.
One two y ' all, uhh uhh uhh uhh
Werset 2: Cheek Del Vec
Przyznaję, że kiedyś robiłem głupie rzeczy.
Teraz się zmieniłem, jestem w większych i lepszych rzeczach.
"like rockin Cuban change, bitch copped the range"
Del Vec był ustawiony z Lex i diamentowymi pierścieniami.
Pop Moet z moją suką kiedy pada
Drink away the pain, got mad scars on my brain
A little nigga rolled for dough
Copped ki ' s across seas
i wysłałem notatkę od
Kubańczyk imieniem Sallio
seled mad pulito
Coppin ' bout four bricks then I called Nino
Spotkajmy się na lotnisku, federalni są na tropie.
Prawie mnie złapali, bo głupia suka gadała.
Ile zarabiasz? To, co robimy, nie przeżyje tego.
Ile kosztuje Moveet i gdzie mam pieniądze?
Ale federalni wciąż nie mogli złapać nuttina.
JM I ' m still stuntin and frontin
Chór: Jamal
Raz dwa y ' all, you know we rock Ya Little Jamal and Junior M. A. F. I. A.
One two y ' all, you know we rock Ya, rock Ya Little Jamal and Junior M. A. F. I. A.
Werset 3: Jamal
Mally G A villian, keep niggas feelin
my trigger finger enhancin peelin
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I ' ll fuck around, black, catch a Mac To ya back
Zabójcza broń z osiemnastej skóry
/ Align = "left" /
Window, think slow sing low
Kurwa z Row Dog Mall you ain ' t know, aah
Remember this funkabist lyricist
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killer seen with the gilotine shotty
z Junior M. A. F. I. A. rockin ya Fucking spot
Cockin The Glock, fifty bust, hit the dust
To mordercze gówno.
Huh, now do you think that you can fade Jamal, I fade dem all
i jeśli będę musiał ich wszystkich zabić, to na pewno
Notorious B. I. G.
One two y 'all, you know I rocked' cha
Krok w sferze M. A. F. I. A.
One two y ' all, uhh uhh uhh uhh
Werset 4: Biggie
I got that rhythm line like Sprite got lemon lime
Dina Carradine, trzymaj rękę przez cały czas
My rhymes so much experien when I ' m smeer-ien
by pocałować mojego prawnika w ME słuchanie
"This day and age my rap is like the plague"
I married this shit, y ' all niggas still engaged
Turn blowouts to 360 waves
How this 12 gauge feel sittin on ya tongue, on ya lips 'n'
dippin with money L in the green beamer
łyk zeamerów w drodze do Katriny
She said she need a freak like me like Adina
Przeleciała ją przez pomyłkę. miała bliźniaczkę o imieniu Regina.
Widziałem ją, światła podniecają wszystkie świry.
Squirtin na zasłony, usta, cycki i prześcieradła
Go beat, meet death, Ya dead, ya die
Nie zadzieraj z B-I, to jest to!