N.O.R.E. — Now I Pray tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Yo, yo, yo guns, wars, banana clips holdin
Tec nine’s the wet clothin
These niggas heard we mack moldin
It’s all gravy how I fuckin my eighties
No women, no babies, Versace niggas get crump crazy
You think I’m soft how I’m up in the loft
And gettin sucked off, with some Cristal on my cock
And plus duck sauce and two Spanish bitches lickin it off
Nah, ain’t shit changed I’m still pickin you off
I stay drunk wit a lot of reefer
These niggas gay like the guard that was in «Sleepers»
Two ways without beepers
These little niggas more leapers
I got gangstas that gangbang on all creatures
Shoot your whole face up and fucked up your features
Iraq soldier, see the Henny made me fall over
And still fuck 'til I’m dead sober
I don’t care about your balls, your hood, or your weed
Fuck your whack ass thoughts I can throw some speed
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take (uh)
I desecrate the nations, gee I’m a sick individual
Jose Louis yo, Analog digital
Cigliari Trarabelly, Run Isreali my niggas run deep in your roots
Allah Kelly got your project shook, everytime you look
Cause I pray fifty niggas every flight they book
Your more story, get up outta the club, it’s drunk NORE
Hands around my two Spanish bitches holdin my liquor
Across the street these niggas scopin me, hopin I slip
Like I ain’t on point, but what point is this
Do they know my fingers stay itchy, my whip do a buck sixty
Do a 360 donut, and shoot 50 niggas in they fuckin faces
I dumped their bodies by the horse races bloody valore, a couple Nore faces
Yo keep hatin until you will see
More volts in your chest plate it’s hard to breathe
It go Uh, ah Hey yo this street life we live it This thug life we live it If you ain’t frontin, we live this shit
Hey yo this street life we live it This thug shit we live it Thugged out ain’t playin, we live this shit
Hey yo, hey yo, it’s Muze vinity chin tap your chin
Send a shot through your limb, think we ain’t gonna win
Stuff valar I know they way I’m livin ain’t right
But’s that’s life live and learn 'til I get my game tight
I came up a broken home, rolled wit chrome
Pops was never known on the block 'til my cheddar’s blown
Fiendin for the day I was on, fat beats since the day I was born
Too know he snatched me and my other half
Thugged out never gettin cash
No mom would put a foot in nigga’s ass, mash
Coast to coast wit the Cali most
Tally wit toast and party wit my cousin’s ghost
You bitch nigga, what
Uh, Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Yo, yo, Yo guns, wars, banana clips holdin
Tec nine ' s the wet clothin
These niggas heard we mack moldin
/ Align = "left" /
No women, no babies, Versace niggas get crump crazy
Myślisz, że jestem miękki jak jestem na poddaszu
And getting sucked off, with some Cristal on my cock
Plus sos z kaczki i dwie hiszpańskie suki lickin it off
Nah, ain 't shit changed I' m still pickin you off
I stay drunk wit a lot of reefer
Te czarnuchy Geje jak strażnik który był w " uśpionych»
Two ways without beepers
These little niggas more leapers
I got gangstas that gangbang on all creatures
Shoot your whole face up and fucked up your features
/ Align = "left" / Linear
And still fuck 'til I' m dead sober
Nie dbam o twoje jaja, kaptur czy trawkę.
Pieprzyć Twoje szalone myśli mogę rzucić trochę prędkości
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take (uh)
Zbezcześciłem narody, rany, jestem chorą osobą.
Jose Louis yo, Analog digital
Cigliari Trarabelly, Run Isreali my niggas run deep in your roots
/ Align = "left"/
Bo modlę się o pięćdziesiąt czarnuchów za każdy lot, który zarezerwowali.
Twoja kolejna historia, wstawaj z klubu, to pijany NORE
Hands around my two Spanish bitches holdin my liquor
/ Po drugiej stronie ulicy, / te czarnuchy mnie kopią, / mam nadzieję, że się poślizgnę.
Jakbym nie wiedział, ale jaki to ma sens?
Czy oni wiedzą, że palce mnie swędzą, mój bicz robi dolara sześćdziesiąt.
Zrobić 360 pączków, i strzelać 50 czarnuchów w nich Fucking faces
Porzuciłem ich ciała na wyścigach konnych.
Trzymaj nienawiść, póki nie zobaczysz.
Więcej woltów w twojej klatce piersiowej. ciężko oddychać.
* It go Uh, ah Hey yo * this street life we live it * This thug life we live it * If you ain ' t frontin, we live this shit *
Hey yo this street life we live it This thug shit we live it Thugged out Ain ' t playin, we live this shit
Hey yo, hey yo, it ' s Muze vinity chin tap your chin
/ Align = "left" /
Stuff valar I know they way I 'm livin ain' t right
Ale to jest życie żyć i uczyć się, dopóki nie będę miał mocnej gry.
I came up a broken home, rolled wit chrome
Pops nigdy nie był znany na bloku, dopóki mój cheddar nie wybuchnie.
Fiendin for the day I was on, fat beats since the day I was born
Too know he snaped me and my other half
Thugged out never getting cash
Żadna mama nie wsadziłaby stopy w dupę czarnucha, mash
Coast to coast wit the Cali most
Tally wit toast and party wit wit my cousin ' s ghost
Ty dziwko czarnuchu, co?
Uh, Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake