LL Cool J — No Airplay tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "No Airplay", wykonawca: LL Cool J.
Tekst piosenki
Y’all wanna put it on tape and do all the real?
Ya just wanna go straight to dat? Aight
You don’t wanna mix it or nuttin? Aight let’s do it You want me to do the hook part too?
Check it out uhh check it out uhh
Yeah it’s that Uncle L you know word up Ain’t no doubt about this I’m settin this right in here
Yeah yeah yeah I’m gonna sex this up yeah go like this here
Check it out
I’m beatin against the up out their boots
Flame throwin their troops, they can’t recoup from drinkin acid soup
Spectacular, benacular, miraculous raw
Scooped off the concrete to make a hit
Tearin out the hinges, competition cringes
In the trenches, killin for mere inches
Word to mama, I tongue kiss a piranha
Electricute a barricuda for tryin to bring the drama
I get more ass than a toilet seat
So put your ballerina shoes on and tiptoe down my Your mother deathwish will be soloist
R-double O-K-I-E you ain’t stylish
It’s mother arson from here to Parsons
You’re dawson, it’s murder, when I step in the door run
For your mother life, get ghost
Or taste the toast and get your hung on a goalpost
Startin at’cha neck to check ya for respect
Ya back get snapped, your lower spine gets wet
Hips get ripped and then your thighs start to slide
I’m up thru hole and up your inside
Hook:
And don’t be gettin no airplay
A jam that’cha love, a jam that’cha love
It’s a jam that’cha love that don’t be gettin no airplay
A jam that’cha love, a jam that’cha love
Yeah, the rugged ass style I possess
They got the goin from Bel Air to baggin up sess
! Mother right in his corn
You shoulda never put me on this mic, you was warned
I got chasin behind my path for garbage bags
Hopin to bring in to throw old rhyme to one of da fags
Huh, I’m on my mother game like dat
I put it in your chest and make your heart go flat
All the mother tracks in the world can’t save ya When I drop these chains on ya brain and enslave ya Once you was on a pedestal now ya gettin ridiculed
is critical, we’re fightin at the pinnacle
I’m burnin like a cracker do a cross
Ain’t no three-in-a-row tic tac toe, this is a real flow boss
Makin understand my language
Then they rap and vanish and camouflage the damage
Interlude:
To whom it may concern, youknowhutI’msayin?
We’re gonna do this right here, word is bond, huh huh
Cos it’s a jam that you love that don’t be gettin no airplay
(A jam that’cha love that don’t be gettin no airplay)
I wanna do that one right yo To whom it may concern on this mother test
I got the zest to clip ya thru ya vest
Little shortys with big 40's talkin loud, actin proud
BLAOW! Now ya chokin off a black cloud
Rollin El’s til your brain swells
Inhale deep sleep and dust me off them old ass Rock The Bells
You mother, you fruitcakes, you fakin jacks
You don’t want it, I’m burnin up the wax
I’m a trailblazin, gun totin, renegade
Black ass New York choppin like a blade
Bullshinanigans, country ass mannequins
Mother frontin and I bet you ain’t no slam again
Yeah what? I siad it and sweat it What? You catch a heat-seekin missile in ya gut
Outro:
Ha ha, word is bond yo It’s a jam that’cha love that don’t be gettin no airplay
Yeah, ha ha, word is bond
Y’knowhutI’msayin? I’m catchin mother wreck in here,
KnowI’msayin?
to all them rookies, word up ha ha
Yo I got the laugh, word, knowI’msayin?
And sometimes skill boys, you just gotta laugh at Mother
Ha ha, yeah uhh
A jam that’cha love that don’t be gettin no airplay
A jam that’cha love, a jam that’cha love
Yeah, I wanna shout it out to my mother around
Farmers
My Zeus, knowI’msayin? My mother minnan right
Diddere
Spit at the tissturn t-t-t-tables all L willing a-a-a-able,
YouknowI’msayin?
Get mad busy in this, y’knowI’msayin?
My don’t give a, word up Set that off right, uhh
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Chcecie to nagrać i zrobić prawdziwe?
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Nie chcesz mieszać albo nuttin? Dobra, zróbmy to.
Obczaj to uhh Obczaj to uhh
Tak, to ten Wujek.
Yeah yeah yeah I ' m gonna sex this up yeah go like this here
Zobacz też
I ' m beatin against the up out their boots
Miotają płomieniem swoje wojska, nie mogą się odwdzięczyć po wypiciu kwaśnej zupy.
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Wyrwać zawiasy, zacisnąć się rywalizacja
W okopach, killin na cale
Słowo do mamy, pocałuję piranę z języczkiem.
Electricute a barricuda for trying to bring the drama
I get more ass than a toilet deska
Więc załóż buty baleriny i na palcach w dół moja twoja matka deathwish będzie solistką
R-double O-K-I-e you ain ' t stylish
To matka podpalenie stąd do Parsons
Jesteś dawson, to morderstwo, kiedy wchodzę do drzwi, biegnij.
Za życie matki, get ghost
Albo skosztuj tosta i zawiśniesz na słupku bramkowym.
Startin at ' Cha neck to check ya for respect
Twój kręgosłup jest mokry.
Biodra się rozrywają, a uda zaczynają się ślizgać.
I ' m up thru hole and up your inside
Hak:
And don ' t be getting no airplay
A jam that 'Cha love, a jam that' Cha love
It 's a jam that' Cha love that don ' t be getting no airplay
A jam that 'Cha love, a jam that' Cha love
Tak, Styl chropowatego tyłka, który posiadam
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! "Mother right in his corn"
Nie powinieneś mnie włączać do tego mikrofonu, ostrzegano Cię.
Ścigam Chasina za workami na śmieci.
Hopin to bring in to throw old rhyme to one of da fags
Huh, jestem na mojej matce gry jak dat
Wsadziłem ci go do klatki piersiowej i sprawiłem, że twoje serce staje się płaskie.
All the mother tracks in the world can ' t save ya When I drop these chains on ya brain and enslave ya Once you was on a pedestal now ya getting ridiculated
jest krytyczny, walczymy pod pinnacle
I ' m burnin like a cracker do a cross
Ain ' t no three-in - a-row Tic Tac toe, this is a real flow boss
Makin understand my language
Potem rapują, znikają i kamuflują szkody.
Interlude:
Do kogo to może się odnosić, wiesz jak to jest z shuti ' m?
Zrobimy to tutaj.
Cos it 's a jam that you love that don' t be getting no airplay
(A jam that 'Cha love that don' t be getting no airplay)
I wanna do that one right yo to who it may concern on this mother test
I got the zest to clip ya thru ya vest
Little Shorty with big 40 ' s talking loud, actin proud
BLAOW! Now ya dumkin off a black cloud
Rollin El ' S til your brain swells
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Ty Matko, ty głupku, ty fałszywy kutasie.
Nie chcesz tego, rozpalę wosk.
I ' m a trailblazin, gun totin, renegade
Czarny tyłek Nowy Jork siekać jak ostrze
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Mother frontin and I bet you ain ' t no slam again
Tak co? Siad it and sweat it What? You catch a heat-seekin missile in ya gut
Outro:
Ha ha, word is bond yo It 's a jam that' Cha love that don ' t be getting no airplay
Tak, ha ha, słowo to więź.
Wiesz, jak to jest? "I' m catchin mother wreck in here",
Wiesz, że mówię?
do wszystkich żółtodziobów, słowo w górę ha ha
Yo I got the laugh, word, know I ' m sayin?
A czasami skill boys, you just gotta laugh at Mother
Ha ha, yeah uhh
A jam that 'Cha love that don' t be getting no airplay
A jam that 'Cha love, a jam that' Cha love
Yeah, I wanna shout it out to my mother around
Rolnicy
Mój Zeusie, znasz mnie? Moja matka minnan.
Diddere
Spit at the tissturn T-T-T-tables all l willing A-A-A-able,
Wiesz, że mówię?
Zajmijcie się tym, wiecie co?
My don ' t give a, word up Set that off right, uhh