Mr. Capone-E — New West Coast tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "New West Coast", wykonawca: Mr. Capone-E.
Tekst piosenki
What’s crackin'
This Lil' Eazy motherfuckin' E With my homeboy ese Capone-E
S.G.V. to the C.P.T., my nigga
That real west coast gangsta shit (Yeah)
This is cut-throat gangsta music
New west coast, smashin' on you, bitches
You don’t ride like we ride
Tryin' to pull a hot suicide
Yeah
The gangsta rap king is back
Sittin' in a Cadillac, holdin' up my strap
This a new west coast smasher
Still on streets, I’m a Southside gangsta (SOUTHSIDE!)
Holdin' it down for the blue
With the Prince of Compton, and I’m rollin' right through
I’m in ya hood
Pass me a drink
Make one wrong move and then I’ll ground you a zinc
Tag a body bag
Leaving a white hearse
The real G’s are back, and I’m a hit 'em where it hurts
No mercy
S’a load of the barrel
It’s the end of the world with my gangsta aparrell
Hush Puppies
White tees and Pennotins
Sippin' on a 40, real chin-checkin' veteran
Medicine
Where the club cousin fiend
I’m killa Cali’s most wanted out that Big 1−3
Yeah
The spoke’s stay turnin'
The police
Pass, the joints stay burnin'
The 6−4 lean to the back
Levi’s got a crease, E lean with a strap (Ha ha)
Cortez, black mack, got a beam on it (POW!)
I’m the Dopeman, block got fiends on it Team’s on it, that’s money in the bag
Lil' Eazy is the name, same homey with the rag
Toes tag, you could die in the mix
I’m a west coast nigga, I’ll reside as the prince (Yeah)
It’s '06, and your boy got cake
Get Capone on the phone, say «It's on» in the states (Hello?)
I got weight, now it’s time for the come up Cocked and ready, your boy keep one up Run up, and you’re bound to get dropped
Still Ruthless (Ha ha ha)
Still hold it down for my pops (Yeah)
One
Two
Three and to the four
Capone-Double E, strong arm at your front door
Back with that gang-banger limo
With the legend Eazy’s son, so the real just entered
Makin' the west coast tremble
Shakin' up the streets, Hi Power’s the epicenter
Callin' out you lames
It’s the full time jacking in the county of L.A.
Eastsiders (SOUTHSIDE!)
Packin' heat
Easier said then done, that’s why I’m on these streets
On these blocks
Still up to no good
Cause the boys in the hood ain’t goin'
Hollywood
Never should
Cause the west is back
It’s a new generation, new Regals and Cadillacs
New macks
And lay these bitches
Hardest to the heart, straight pound for pound
Yeah
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
What 's crackin'
Ten Lil' Eazy motherfuckin ' E z moim ziomkiem ese Capone-E
S. G. V. Do C. P. T., mój czarnuchu
That real west Coast gangsta shit (Yeah)
This is cut-throat gangsta music
New west Coast, smashin ' on you, bitches
You don ' t ride like we ride
Tryin ' to pull a hot suicide
Tak.
The gangsta rap king is back
Sittin 'in a Cadillac, holdin' up my strap
This a new west coast smasher
Wciąż na ulicach, jestem gangsterem z Southside (SOUTHSIDE!)
Holdin ' it down for the blue
/ Z księciem Compton, / a ja przechodzę przez
I ' m in ya hood
Podaj mi drinka.
Zrób jeden zły ruch, a dostaniesz cynk.
Oznacz worek na zwłoki
Zostawić biały karawan
The real G 's are back, and I' m a hit ' em where it hurts
No mercy
S ' a obciążenie lufy
"It' s the end of the world with my gangsta aparrell"
Hush Puppies
Białe ząbki i Pennotiny
Sippin 'on a 40, real chin-checkin' veteran
Medycyna
"Where the club cousin fiend"
Jestem killa Cali ' s most wanted out that Big 1-3
Tak.
The spoke 's stay turnin'
Policja.
Pass, the joints stay burnin'
6-4 pochyl się do tyłu
Levi ' s got a crease, E lean with a strap (Ha ha)
Cortez, czarny mack, ma na nim belkę (POW!)
I 'm the Dopeman, block got fiends on it Team' s on it, that ' s money in the bag
Lil 'Eazy' s the name, same homey with the rag
Toes tag, you could die in the mix
I 'm a west coast nigga, I' ll Resident as the prince (Yeah)
Jest 2006, a twój chłopak dostał ciasto.
Zadzwoń do Capone ' a, powiedz "to jest włączone" w Stanach.)
I got weight, now it 's time for the come up Cocked and ready, your boy keep one up Run up, and you' re bound to get dropped
Still Ruthless (Ha ha ha)
Still hold it down for my pops (Yeah)
Raz
Dwa
Three and to the four
Capone-Double E, strong arm at your front door
Back with that gang-banger limo
Z legendą syn Eazy ' ego, więc prawdziwy właśnie wszedł
Makin ' the west coast tremble
Shakin 'up the streets, Hi Power' s the epicenter
Callin ' out you lames
To pełnoetatowa kradzież w hrabstwie L. A.
Eastsiders(SOUTHSIDE)
Packin ' heat
Easier said then done, that 's why I' m on these streets
Na tych blokach
/ Align = "left" /
Bo chłopcy w kapturze nie idą
Hollywood
Never should
Bo Zachód wrócił
To nowe pokolenie, nowe regale i Cadillaki.
Nowe Maczki
And lay these bitches
Hardest to the heart, straight pound for pound
Tak.