Keak Da Sneak — Town Buziness tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Town Buziness", wykonawca: Keak Da Sneak.
Tekst piosenki
AK’s, Tec 9's, Mac 11's, 40 Cal’s
Got beef you can drop in it Funk all day and night wit it County lock up cell fight’s ill put a knife in it Can’t stop I ain’t right wit it Can they throw the 'zine shots and the price on that
man fitted
It’s a long walk in San Quentin
In the Chev six shocka
Wit knock in the back of it Walnut and I’m a factor bitch
Throw yo hood in the air if yo block got crack in it Cutthoatish I ain’t got no feelin’s
Heart colder than the first day of December
Makin' 'em wimper
Breakin' a hutch
On her heals cuz my hands still shaped like cups
From dawn to dusk, dusk to dawn
Shootin' craps, smokin' weed like Cheech and Chong
Sebrany, Walnut, 98th, Brookfield
800 block, 70's, Seminary to the Ville
Habeas Court, Dirty 30's, Murder Dubs, Foothill
McArthur, Bancroft, E-1−4, the Hills
How you like this town shit? (Now where my niggaz on the block?)
How you like this town shit? (Where my bitches on the
track?)
How you like this town shit? (We gon' bring this town
shit back)
How you like this town shit? (Now where my niggaz on the block?)
How you like this town shit? (Where my bitches on the
track?)
How you like this town shit? (We gon' bring this town
shit back)
Came from Favor Street hit well
Cuz Big Hugh and Wendell got the purp-el
Bitch in the car thick from Stockton
I told her? Turn the party out?
Cuz me no cock blockin'
Beat knockin' got my weed in seven tre
Make the right on Bancroft
The town crank everyday
I’m in the east ridin' and smokin'
I’m my scraper makin' paper
There’s no place like Oakland
Just livin' in the city is a serious task
So I gas, break, dip and gas
We like to swing 'em in the land of the sideshow
Work and pistol in the car we don’t ride slow
We take the po-po on one
Get away, hit the studio, another song done
Don’t stop man just don’t quit
I write my verses in the bathroom so I know they the
shit
I’m in that glass house candy green
Zabco knockin' my 4 15's
Blowin' on trees, strickin' a Pablo
Wit H-O-E's man I don’t wife 'em
I smoke light wit 'em
Remy in my cup
Off a half a pill thizzin' man I ain’t drunk
What she feedin' that rump shaker? (excuse me miss)
Just some ham, hogs, pork chops, rice, and grits
And your lips poke out just right for dick
Wit your legs open lookin' like TV antennas
G-strings in her, Capri’s cut low
Tattoo’s on the titties man you ain’t knowin'
Where they at in Oakland?
Doin' it live
Castlemont, Skyline, Freemont High
Mack house, Tech doin' the big 'ol high
East Bay stunnas man we ain’t hidin'
WE GON' BRING THIS TOWN SHIT BACK!!!
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
AK, Tec 9, Mac 11, 40 Cal
Got beef you can drop in it Funk all day and night wit it County lock up cell fight 's ill put a knife in it Can' t stop I ain 't right wit it Can they throw the' zine shots and the price on that
mężczyźni
To długi spacer w San Quentin.
/ Align = "left" /
Wit knock in the back of it Walnut and I ' m a factor bitch
Throw yo hood in the air if yo block got crack in it Cutthoatish I ain 't got no feelin' s
Serce zimniejsze niż pierwszego dnia grudnia
Makin '' em wimper
Breakin ' a hutch
* On her heals because my hands still shaped like cups *
Od świtu do zmierzchu, od zmierzchu do świtu
Shootin 'craps, smokin' weed like Cheech and Chong
Sebrany, Walnut, 98th, Brookfield
800 block, 70 ' s, Seminary to the Ville
Habeas Court, Dirty 30 ' s, Murder Dubs, Foothill
McArthur, Bancroft, E-1-4, The Hills
Jak ci się podoba to miasto? (Now where my niggaz on the block?)
Jak ci się podoba to miasto? (Where my bitches on the
Tor?)
Jak ci się podoba to miasto? (We gon' bring this town
shit back)
Jak ci się podoba to miasto? (Now where my niggaz on the block?)
Jak ci się podoba to miasto? (Where my bitches on the
Tor?)
Jak ci się podoba to miasto? (We gon' bring this town
shit back)
"Came from Favor Street hit well"
Bo wielki Hugh i Wendell dostali purpurę.
Suka w samochodzie gruby Z Stockton
Powiedziałem jej? Wygaszać imprezę?
Cuz me no cock blockin'
Beat knockin ' got my weed in seven tre
Skręć w prawo na Bancroft.
The town crank everyday
I' m in the east ridin'and smokin'
I 'm my scraper makin' paper
Nie ma to jak w Oakland
Samo życie w mieście to poważne zadanie.
Więc gas, break, dip and gas
We like to swing 'em in the land of the sideshow
Work and pistol in the car we don ' t ride slow
We take the po-po on one
Get away, hit the studio, another song done
Don 't stop man just don' t quit
Piszę swoje wiersze w łazience, więc wiem, że są ...
cholera.
I ' m in that glass house candy green
Zabco knockin 'my 415' S
Blowin 'on trees, strickin' a Pablo
Wit h-O-E 'S man I don' t wife ' em
I smoke light wit ' em
Remy in my cup
"Off a half a pill thizzin' man I ain 't drunk"
Czym karmiła tego drania? (przepraszam panią)
Tylko szynkę, świnie, kotlety wieprzowe, ryż i kaszę.
I twoje wargi wystają dokładnie dla kutasa
Wit your legs open lookin ' like TV antennas
G-struny w niej, Capri ' s cut low
Tattoo 's on The titties man you ain't knowin'
Gdzie są w Oakland?
Doin ' it live
Castlemont, Skyline, Freemont High
Mack house, Tech doin 'the big' ol high
East Bay stunnas man we ain't hidin'
PRZYWRÓCIMY TO MIASTO!!!