Mobb Deep — Put 'Em In Their Place tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Put 'Em In Their Place", wykonawca: Mobb Deep.
Tekst piosenki
Yeah, yeah.
Payback.
Infamous up in this, you know how we get down
Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style
We come through the spot real heavy on the waist
So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place
Yo, I was schooled by the hood, raised by the wolves
Trained by the pain, adopted by guerillas
Gotta tank for a car, ice for a arm
Got tattoos wit' skin and scars from brawls
Gotta buildin' for a crib, Manhattan for a backyard
Skyscraper ladies, they fuck me when they man gone
Kings of New York, I’m one of the few of those
Difficulties to come, it’s gon' be funerals
You get a quiet spot in the shade, for a grave
I get paid, 'cause I got murder 'fore sixteen
And I’m so much rich, I got a condo for a piggy bank
So much stash, I just laugh at yo' face
Blow a stack on David, 'cause I’ma pyro
Maniac from carriage, wit' the Rolls Gold
I was told by the O.G.'s like my Pops
If you can’t whip they ass, then niggaz get shot (shot, shot)
Waist. yo, I was raised by the block and new to the sound of the gun shots
Hustled by the bus stop, aged to the front stop
Block party departed, somebody got bodied
Right before I snatch this little number from my hottie
Yeah, young dude wit' jewels and barrel lens
Heavy bones on the deuce, flickin' it up in the mix
Fast forward to '06, gettin' head in the '06
Have a chick, feelin' like she workin' out on that Bow-Flex
I’m focused, looked through my lens, see my vision
Surprise myself and came through without one spool missin'
From that hallway kissin', there was room in the Carlton
I can smell it in the air, P in that next room sparkin'
Me, I let that heady flow, meet me at the tele' hoe
You don’t do the tele', oh, fuck it bitch you gotta go Workin' wit' a lot of dough, and a little bit of time
Bitch I wanna fuck, I don’t wanna know what’s on ya mind
Yeah, I know you can’t believe it. WHOO!
We still soakin' it all in ourselves
Hollywood Hav' (yeah nigga), V.I.P. (yeah)
It’s our means. Curtis. «Billion Dollar Budget"Jackson
Go 'head be mad at that man, he the one made us rich
You ain’t the only millionaires on the block no more
Ya money is old nigga. smell that? That’s new money nigga
We filthy rotten rich. (yeah) and we taken advantage (let's do it)
G-Unit, Infamous Mobb Deep
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Tak, tak.
Zemsta.
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Czy to twoja motyka? She feelin ' our style
We come through the spot real heavy on the talia
Więc kiedy chcą się przeprowadzić, stawiamy ich na ich miejscu.
Yo, byłem szkolony przez kaptura, wychowywany przez wilki
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Gotta tank for a car, ice for a arm
Mam tatuaże na skórze i blizny po bójkach.
Gotta buildin ' for a crib, Manhattan for a backyard
Panie z drapacza chmur, rżną mnie, gdy facet odchodzi.
Królowie Nowego Jorku, jestem jednym z niewielu z tych
Trudności przed nami, to będą pogrzeby.
Znajdziesz ciche miejsce w cieniu, na grób
I get paid, 'cause I got murder' for sixteen
I jestem tak bogaty, że mam mieszkanie na świnkę skarbonkę.
Tyle towaru, że śmieję się z twojej twarzy.
"Blow a stack on David,' cause I 'ma pyro"
Maniac from carriage, wit ' the Rolls Gold
I was told by the O. G. ' s like my Pops
If you can ' t whip they ass, then niggaz get shot (shot, shot)
Talia. yo, zostałem wychowany przez blok i nowy do dźwięku strzałów z broni
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Zaraz przed tym, jak wyrwę ten mały numerek mojej laseczce.
Tak, młody koleś wit ' klejnoty i obiektyw beczkowy
Heavy bones on the deuce, flickin ' it up in the mix
Fast forward to '06, gettin 'head in the' 06
* Have a chick, feelin 'like she workin' out on that Bow-Flex *
Jestem skupiony, patrzę przez obiektyw, widzę moją wizję.
Zaskoczyłem siebie i przeszedłem bez jednej szpuli.
Z tego całującego się korytarza, było miejsce w Carltonie
I can smell it in the air, P in that next room sparkin'
Me, I let that heady flow, meet me at the tele ' hoe
You don 't do the tele', Oh, fuck it bitch you gotta go Workin ' wit ' a lot of dough, and a little bit of time
Bitch I wanna fuck, I don 't wanna know what' s on ya mind
Wiem, że nie możesz w to uwierzyć. WHOO!
We still soakin ' it all in ourselves
Hollywood Hav ' (yeah nigga), V. I. P. (yeah)
To nasze środki. Curtis. "Billion Dollar Budget" Jackson
Bądź zła na tego człowieka, On nas wzbogacił.
You ain ' t the only millionaires on the block no more
Twoja Forsa to stary Czarnuch. czujesz to? To nowa kasa, czarnuchu.
Jesteśmy obrzydliwie bogaci. (yeah) and we taken advantage (let ' s do it)
G-Unit, Niesławny Mobb Deep