Mac Dre — Livin That Life tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Livin That Life", wykonawca: Mac Dre.
Tekst piosenki
Up in this muthafucka trippin', man
Thinkin' about how it was
Back in the days, you know
Beat soundin' kinda cool, feelin' kinda cool
Let gon' and do somethin' to this though
Check it out
Once upon a time, my nine stayed in the small of my back
I sold crack and drove a Cadillac
Shot craps, made snaps on the corner by the stop sign
Strapped with my ‘gnac, dank sack and my Glock nine
Kickin' it with the homies on the grind for cabbage
A Double-R soldier, 3C savage
Runnin' from the ones with the nightsticks
High-speed chasin' and racin' in tight shit
Back in '85 selling goop was the shit
Wasn’t a thing that them fiends wouldn’t do for a hit
Bitches suck dick, niggas rented they cars
While young players like me became street stars
Glued to the track with a sack and a handgun
Steady sweatin' sales, stoppin' cars at random
Runnin' from the 50, hittin' fences and hidin' out
Seven cars deep is how the homies is ridin' out
House parties pop, stayed packed with hoodrats
Niggas on the mic, drunk, bustin' them hood raps
Hooked on the dank, Thunderbird we drank
Rollin' in the bucket with the fucked up paint
24−7 on the hunt for coochie
Sportin' Troop, Nikes, Fila, and Gucci
Makin' much money on the dope track
But when the crack slacked then niggas started to jack
Every young nigga tryna stay in the mix
Was breakin' them tricks and cold hittin' a lick
Jackin' became the quickest way to make some mail
But some niggas fell and spent years in jail
Droppin' nine in the pen tryna make they chest bigger
Some niggas died gettin' jacked by the next nigga
But that’s the way it goes, you pay the price
When you’re deep in the game, and you’re livin' that life
Everybody wants a little something
(When you’re livin' that life)
Cool but you got to give it all
(When you’re livin' that life)
‘Cause everything in life has a price you’re…
(When you’re livin' that life)
Livin' the life, livin' the life, livin' the life, oh
I was against all odds, fresh out the womb
My only hope was to soak game, so I consume
While niggas chilled and parlayed, I learned the hard way
Scuffed and roughed up, the game had scarred Dre
Back in the days, all I knew was the hood and rocks
Lookin' for funk and headed straight for a wooden box
Prone to quick cash and gettin' the grit fast
Never really trippin' on how long would shit last
Earnin' my ghetto stripes from scraps and ghetto fights
Fuckin' with hoodrats, them tramps and ghetto types
Never givin' a fuck, nah, not even sometimes
Just havin' a fun time, runnin' from one-time
Trippin', and wasn’t even peepin' the shit
Slippin', and steady gettin' deep into shit
I let the game control me, shape and mold me
Then it treated me coldly, it pimped and hoed me
I was sellin' the crack but not stackin' a damn thang
And now that I look back, man it’s a damn shame
Couldn’t recognize there was game to peep
The dank had me gone and my brain is sleep
I finally woke up in the federal pen
Broke than a muthafucka beggin' for ends
I was a midget, a small digit… forgotten
Game was stale, my name was rotten
Had life by the ass, my shit was twisted
I thought about the hood and how much I missed it
But the life I was livin' wasn’t really shit
I was clockin' them ends but wasn’t stackin' a grip
They had the world thinkin' I was runnin' in vaults
I reassessed my thoughts, and proved my faults
And for the next four years, I kicked and waited
Becoming top notch while incarcerated
But that’s the way it goes, you pay the price
When you’re deep in the game, and you’re livin' that life
Livin' that life
Growin' up in the hood, slangin' that cocaine
Fuckin' with them hoochies
Runnin' from the rollers
Goin' to juvenile hall, county jail, penitentiary
All that shit
But you gotta pay the price, when you’re livin' that life
If you’re soft, homeboy, think twice
It ain’t nuthin' nice
Got my boy Khayree up in here, man
We just doin' this shit
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Up in this muthafucka trippin', man
"Thinkin' about how it was"
Dawniej
Beat soundin 'kinda cool, feelin' kinda cool
Pozwól mi coś z tym zrobić.
Zobacz też
Dawno, dawno temu, moja Dziewiątka została na moich plecach.
Sprzedawałem crack i jeździłem Cadillakiem.
Shot craps, made snaps on the corner by the stop sign
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Kickin ' it with the homies on the grind for cabbage
Double-R soldier, 3C savage
Runnin ' from the ones with the nightsticks
High-speed chasin 'and racin' in tight shit
W 1985 sprzedawanie goop było gównem.
Nie było rzeczy, której te diabły nie zrobiłyby dla hitu.
Suki ssać dick czarnuchy wynajęte oni samochody
Podczas gdy młodzi gracze tacy jak ja stali się gwiazdami ulicy
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Steady sweatin 'sales, stoppin' cars at random
Runnin 'from the 50, hittin' fences and hidin ' out
Seven cars deep is how the homies is ridin ' out
House Party pop, stayed packed with hoodrats
Niggas on the mic, drunk, bustin ' them hood raps
Hooked on the dank, Thunderbird we pili
Rollin ' in the bucket with the fucked up paint
24-7 na polowaniu na coochie
Sportin ' Troop, Nike, Fila, and Gucci
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Ale kiedy crack się rozluźnił, czarnuchy zaczęły kraść.
Every young nigga tryna stay in the mix
/ Łamał ich sztuczki / i zimne Lizanie
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Ale niektórzy czarnuchy wpadli i spędzili lata w więzieniu.
Droppin ' nine in the pen tryna make they chest bigger
Some niggas died gettin ' jacked by the next nigga
Ale tak to już jest.
When you 're deep in the game, and you 're livin' that life
Każdy czegoś chce.
(When you 're livin' that life)
Cool but you got to give it all
(When you 're livin' that life)
'Cause everything in life has a price you' re…
(When you 're livin' that life)
Livin 'the life, livin' the life, livin' the life, oh
I was against all odds, fresh out the womb
Moją jedyną nadzieją było namoczyć grę, więc konsumuję
While niggas chilled and parlayed, I learned the hard way
Porysowany i pobity, gra miała blizny Dre
Kiedyś znałem tylko kaptur i kamienie.
Lookin ' for funk and headed straight for a wooden box
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Nigdy nie zastanawiałam się, jak długo to będzie trwało.
Earnin ' my ghetto stripes from scraps and ghetto fightings
Kurwa z hoodrats, them tramps and ghetto types
Never givin ' a fuck, nah, not even sometimes
Just havin 'a fun time, runnin' from one-time
Trippin', and wasn 't even peepin' the shit
Slippin' , and steady gettin ' deep into shit
I let the game control me, shape and mold me
Wtedy traktował mnie chłodno, pimped i hoed me
I was sellin 'the crack but not stackin' a damn thang
A teraz, gdy patrzę wstecz, to wielka szkoda.
Nie mogłem rozpoznać, że jest gra do podglądania.
Odleciałem przez wilgoć, a mój mózg zasnął.
W końcu obudziłem się w więzieniu federalnym.
Spłukany niż skurwysyn błagający o koniec
Byłem karłem, małym palcem...
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Miałem życie w dupie, moje gówno było pokręcone
Myślałem o kapturze i jak bardzo za nią tęskniłem.
But the life I was livin 'wasn' t really shit
I was clockin 'them ends but wasn' t stackin ' a grip
They had the world thinkin 'I was runnin' in vaults
Przemyślałem swoje myśli i udowodniłem swoje błędy.
I przez następne cztery lata, kopałem i czekałem
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Ale tak to już jest.
When you 're deep in the game, and you 're livin' that life
Livin ' that life
Growin 'up in the hood, slangin' that cocaine
"Fuckin' with them hoochies"
Runnin ' from the rollers
Goin ' to juvenile hall, County jail, penitentiary
Całe to gówno.
But you gotta pay the price, when you 're livin' that life
Jeśli jesteś miękki, Homeboy, pomyśl dwa razy
It ain 't nuthin' nice
Mam tu mojego kumpla Khayree.
We just doin ' this shit