Lil Gin — I Keep It Real tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Busta ass niggas talk shit
Can’t Back it up
Wound up
Gettin served by lil gin dont give a fuck
Hidin in tha bushes on yo ass til you come out
Cock my smith & wesson back
To yo motha fuckin mouth
Bitch I dont give a fuck
See tha police can’t catch me
Niggas on banana peels
Always gettin that bullet drilled
Dead in they motha fuckin face
Where it hurt the most
Leavin niggas shirts soaked
Cause Im full of that fuckin blow
Drive by on a 10 speed
Yo momma lookin out the window
Threw up a finger sign and told that bitch to kiss my nuts
Rat ra-ta-ta ta-ta-ta
We leavin niggas on they motha fuckin biznack
Claimin you a killa I can’t tell trick
You won’t do shit
I’m leavin mountains on yo head
When you think you can step to this
Nigga, Lil Gin, I never get no fuckin rest
Stop slippin with that ana on yo chest
I keep it real nigga
Stay way from lame hoes
I’m a made man stay chasin bankrolls
I stay low key
Smokin major weed
I be posted on yo block but you can’t see me
Rollin in my pimpin ain’t no tellin what I’m fiddin to do
My beeper just a beepin so I’m takin a risk to drop off two
Keys in my lap just in case these niggas stangin
I strapped bitch don’t trip cause I’m equipped with that pistol grip
Rollin down the highway on my way I’m drinkin alazay
Sprayin that cherry spray I’m blowin my heata while I’m cheefin hay
Made it to my designation then I grip my cellular
Nigga where yo ass at?
Then I load my fuckin gat
Lookin through the rearview and a shawty pulled up, thats the man
Steppin out the car kinda slow with a breifcase in his hand
The money that he pulled out was all crispy when he opened it
Once I reach then I see niggas out of nowhere with them tecs
Thinkin kinda fast but reachin slow to get my fuckin gun
Soon as I open my trench
BOOM!
To my fuckin arm
That lets ya know not to go out like no sucka
Cause when you dealin dope somebody else is on they fuckin hustle
I keep it real nigga
Stay way from lame hoes
I’m a made man stay chasin bankrolls
I stay low key
Smokin major weed
I be posted on yo block but you can’t see me
I’m from the North Memphis area
Where pimp niggas packin the
Heat under the seat
Dippin sweets bumpin dozier
We tearin up tha fuckin club
Rollin so clean on them 4s
Thick as hell on Beale St where you can fuck on the first night hoes
Everywhere niggas that tryin to get paid
The game is you play or get played
Killas in my town we layin em down with a rusty twelve gauge
I got much, love for the
H double O-D I grew in
I will win
Many stang on any trick bitch tryin to cross my clan
Throw you S-E-T cause a North Memphis gangsta niggas got my back
Hurts Village, Woodland, Smoke City, Washington, Nash St niggas jack in tracks
Whats yo hood like? Is it rough is it tough?
We got greys and gold grills and nigga we ain’t afriad to bust
I’m project boy
Running from the police ain’t no thing I mastered all that shit
As a young nigga shootin at the junkies on the back porch as they try to run
off with my bricks
Put some money back into the ghetto while you standin tall
Don’t forget where you came from, Cause you can fall
I keep it real nigga
Stay way from lame hoes
I’m a made man stay chasin bankrolls
I stay low key
Smokin major weed
I be posted on yo block but you can’t see me
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Busta ass niggas talk shit
Can ' t Back it up
Zlikwidowane
Getting served by lil gin dont give a fuck
Hidin in tha bushes on yo ass til you come out
Cock my smith & wesson back
To yo motha Fucking mouth
Suka I don ' t give a fuck
See tha police can ' t catch me
Niggas on banana peels
"Always getting that bullet drilled"
Dead in they Motha Fucking face
Gdzie boli najbardziej
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Bo jestem pełen tego pieprzonego ciosu.
Jazda po biegu na 10 km
Yo momma looking out the window
Rzuciłem znak palca i powiedziałem tej suce, żeby pocałowała mnie w jaja.
Rat ra-ta-ta ta-ta-ta
We leavin niggas on they motha Fucking biznes
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Gówno zrobisz.
I ' m leavin mountains on yo head
"When you think you can step to this"
Nigga, Lil Gin, I never get no fucking rest
Stop slippin with that ana on yo chest
I keep it real nigga
Stay way from lame hoes
I ' m a made man stay chasin bankrolls
I stay low key
Dymnica Wielka
I be posted on yo block but you can ' t see me
Rollin In my pimpin ain 't no tellin what I' m fiddin to do
Mój Pager to tylko dzwonek, Więc zaryzykuję podrzucenie dwóch.
Klucze na moich kolanach na wypadek, gdyby te czarnuchy stangin
I strapped bitch don ' t trip bo jestem wyposażony w ten chwyt pistoletowy
* Rollin down the highway on my way * * I ' m drinkin alazay *
Spryskuję ten wiśniowy spray dmucham w moją heatę, gdy jestem cheefin hay
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Gdzie jesteś?
Wtedy załaduję Gnata.
Patrząc przez lusterko wsteczne, a shawty się zatrzymał, to ten człowiek.
Powoli wysiada z samochodu z walizką w ręku.
Pieniądze, które wyciągnął były chrupiące, kiedy je otworzył.
Kiedy sięgam, widzę czarnuchów znikąd z tymi tecsami.
Myślę szybko, ale powoli sięgam po broń.
Jak tylko otworzę okop
Bum!
To my fucking arm
That lets ya know not to go out like no sucka
Bo kiedy handlujesz prochami ktoś inny jest na nich kurwa hustle
I keep it real nigga
Stay way from lame hoes
I ' m a made man stay chasin bankrolls
I stay low key
Dymnica Wielka
I be posted on yo block but you can ' t see me
Jestem z północnego Memphis.
Where pimp niggas packin the
Heat under the seat
Dippin sweets bumpin dozier
We tearin up tha Fucking club
Rollin tak czysty na nich 4s
Grube jak diabli na Beale St gdzie można pieprzyć się na pierwszej nocy dziwki
Everywhere niggas that trying to get paid
Gra polega na tym, że grasz lub grasz
Killas in my town we layin em down with a rusty twelve gauge
I got much, love for the
H double O-D I grow in
Wygram.
Many stang on any trick bitch trying to cross my clan
Throw you S-E-T cause a North Memphis gangsta niggas got my back
Hurts Village, Woodland, Smoke City, Washington, Nash St niggas jack in tracks
Jaki jest Twój hood? Jest ciężko?
We got greys and gold grills and nigga we ain ' t afriad to bust
Jestem project boy.
Uciekanie przed policją to nic, opanowałem całe to gówno.
Młody Czarnuch strzelał do ćpunów na ganku, gdy próbowali uciekać.
off with my bricks
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I keep it real nigga
Stay way from lame hoes
I ' m a made man stay chasin bankrolls
I stay low key
Dymnica Wielka
I be posted on yo block but you can ' t see me