Knoc-Turn'al — Peepin' Tom tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Peepin' Tom", wykonawca: Knoc-Turn'al.
Tekst piosenki
Yeah, This how we do. This a lil story about a…
nigga *uh* you know well; Knoc-Turn'Al
I can see you watchin'
Waitin' in my garden
In My bush is plottin'
Peepin' Toms at my home
Lookin’in my window
Once upon a time in the projects, yo There lived a nigga named Knoc-Turn'Al
America’s most wanted fa sho
In a black lo-lo with tinted windows
Im just cruisin' down the street in my 6-Fo
Checkin' all my tr&s and all my ho’s
Life is Too short I stay on my toe’s
G’d up spill «Gin &juice"on brand new clothes
Pull up, hit a switch and drop the back
On the prowl in the black hat lookin' for cat
I got a chrome plaque that reads «Who's The Mac»
Black pussy, always talkin' about it cuz I love it This California Love got a nigga drunk and but
Express yo' self keep doin' it good
Got white on the block keep the heat in the bush
Keep rising to the top, keep smoking the cush
The Boyz N The hood are always hard
Come talkin that trash we’ll pull your gaurd
Knowin' nothing in life but to be legit
Can’t trust my homies can’t trust no bitch
Don’t «e me boy cuz I aint sell shit
It’s hotter on the block than it is in the kitchen
And Ima hardened the paintless and Im steady dippin'
I get down while your bullshittin'
And these are the tales the freaky tales of a nigga on the grind that you know
so well
Got system in your trunk then Im jackin' for beats, black superman
I put it down for LAC, Pistol grip pump at my lap at all times
fools be jackin' other fools but they don’t be jackin' mines
Summer time in the LBC, Fuck the police
Fuck being bound by the law and and the peace treaty
We be clubbin', everybody like it when the girls shake somethin'
System overload stay bumpin it’s Thug Life ya’ll know the rules
Gotta do what you gotta do and stay true
Post a tost to the Westcoast,
Easily I approach, the micraphone because I aint no joke
Tell your momma to get off my tip
I have no time to give her my dick
Ima hold it *ha* and walk around the stage-in
And if your fucked up, Im gonna get my gauge and
Shribble you up like california raisins
Unload the barrel and laugh
Cuz Im puttin' lead in your motherfuckin' ass.
I can see you watchin'
Waitin' in my garden
In My bush is plottin'
Peepin' Toms at my home
Lookin’in my window
I’m on the radio and aint a damn thing funny
it’s just like com bitch better have my money
Trying to get a piece of that American Pie
Do my thing blow off the roff Im 1−8-7 proof
It’s gettin Funky, Gettin' Funky*
It’s the formula Murder was the case that they gave me Dear god I wonder can you save me Dear Mamma Brenda had a baby
Hard times got a nigga goin' krazy
The Hood can’t take me under it’s a G thang
We back yard boggie in the land that we bang
Gangsta’s make the world go round
What’s my muthafuckin name? (Knoc-Turn'Al)
And I didn’t have to use my AK
Today was a good day
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Tak to robimy. To mała historia o…
nigga * uh * you know well; Knoc-Turn ' al
I can see you watchin'
Waitin ' in my garden
In My bush is plottin'
Peepin ' Toms at my home
Lookin ' In my window
Dawno, dawno temu na osiedlu żył sobie Czarnuch o imieniu Knoc-Turn ' al
America ' s most wanted FA sho
W czarnym lo-lo z przyciemnionymi szybami
Po prostu krążę po ulicy w moim 6-Fo
Checkin 'all my tr & s and all my ho' s
Życie jest za krótkie.
G 'D up spill" Gin & juice " on brand new clothes
Podciągnij, wciśnij przełącznik i opuść tył.
On the prowl in the black hat lookin ' for cat
Mam chromowaną tabliczkę z napisem " Who ' s the Mac»
Black pussy, always talkin ' about it Boz I love it This California Love got A nigga drunk and but
Express yo 'self keep doin' it good
Got white on the block keep the heat in the bush
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The Boyz N the hood are always hard
* Come talking that trash we ' ll pull your gaurd *
Knowin ' nothing in life but to be legit
Nie mogę ufać moim ziomkom nie mogę ufać żadnej dziwce
Nie bądź moim chłopcem, bo nie sprzedaję gówna.
Na bloku jest cieplej niż w kuchni.
I ima utwardziła bezbłędną i im stale dippin'
I get down while your bullshitin'
A to są opowieści, dziwaczne opowieści o czarnuchu, który zna
so well
Got system in your trunk then I jackin ' for beats, black superman
Odłożyłem ją na LAC, pompę pistoletową na kolanach przez cały czas.
fools be jackin 'other fools but they don' t be jackin ' Mine
Summer time in the LBC, Fuck the police
Fuck being bound by the law and the peace treaty
We be clubbin', everybody like it when the girls shake somethin'
System overload stay bumpin it 's Thug Life ya' ll know the rules
"Gotta do what you gotta do and stay true"
Post a tost to the Westcoast,
Łatwo zbliżam się do mikrofonu, bo nie żartuję.
Powiedz mamie, żeby dała mi napiwek.
Nie mam czasu dać jej mojego kutasa.
Ima hold it * ha * and walk around the stage-in
A jeśli zjebałeś, wezmę mój wskaźnik i ...
Shribble you up like california raisins
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Bo wsadzam Ci ołów w dupę.
I can see you watchin'
Waitin ' in my garden
In My bush is plottin'
Peepin ' Toms at my home
Lookin ' In my window
Jestem w radiu i to nie jest śmieszne.
to tak jakby com bitch lepiej mieć moje pieniądze
"Trying to get a piece of that American Pie"
Do my thing blow off the roff Im 1-8-7 proof
It 's gettin Funky, Gettin' Funky*
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Hard times got a nigga goin ' krazy
The Hood can 't take me under it' s a G thang
We back yard boggie in the land that we bang
Gangsta ' s make the world go round
Jak się nazywam? (Knoc-Turn ' Al)
I nie musiałem używać AK
Dziś był dobry dzień.