Pastor Troy — Throw Yo' Flags Up tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Throw Yo' Flags Up", wykonawca: Pastor Troy.
Tekst piosenki
I’m in my big body Benz
Riding with 4 of my friends
Shoot a bird at them coppers
While blowing smoke in the wind
Up out the window my flag
I got my foot on the gas
Then my yak on the dash
Then we run up at yo ass
Riding the streets of Atlanta
Better take out the camera
D.S.G.B. on my banner, raised high
Until I die, bet I’ma through it up It’s Pastor Troy, 2000, don’t give a Throw up yo flags
Throw yo flags up!
Come on you scared, you scared
I got them fifteen’s pushing, trying to rip up the speaker
Know that Pastor and Peter, on the hunt for the reaper
Call ???, CMB got the world in a dro'
We flexing hard in Atlanta, or we get the scope
It’s GA, Georgia Tech or Bulldog
2nd seed we, and I’m bout to Boss Hog
Atlanta to Augusta a hustla straight out the rip
Them Georgia boys my army forever we stand equipped
Ready for whatever you better go ask around
We ain’t bout to playground with ya, we cutting ya down
A million little boys trying to sound like me Now everybody copying the one that dissed P A second prized G, but I ain’t chicken
Soon as you think I’m slippin you hear that pistol clickin'
And I’ma try my best to eat yo ass for dinner
Better throw up yo flag and tell me that you surrender
Throw it up Throw yo flags up! yeah, yeah
Throw yo flags up! come on you scared, you scared
Throw yo flags up! yeah, yeah
Throw yo flags up! come on you scared, you scared
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
I ' m in my big body Benz
Jazda z 4 moich przyjaciół
Zastrzel ptaka w gliniarzy.
Podczas dmuchania dymu na wietrze
Up out the window my flag
I got my foot on the gas
Then my yak on the dash
Potem wbiegniemy do Twojej dupy.
Riding the streets of Atlanta
Lepiej wyjmij kamerę.
D. S. G. B. on my banner, raised high
Until I die, bet I 'ma through it up It' s Pastor Troy, 2000, don ' t give a Throw up yo flags
Wywieś flagi!
No dalej, boisz się, boisz się
Mam ich 15-tkę, próbując podrzeć głośnik.
Wiedz, że Pastor i Peter, na polowaniu na Żniwiarza
Zadzwonić ???, CMB got the world in a dro'
/ Align = "left" /
GA, Georgia Tech albo Bulldog
2nd seed we, and I ' m bout to Boss Hog
Atlanta to Augusta a hustla straight out the rip
Ci chłopcy z Georgii my army forever we stand equipped
Gotowy na wszystko, lepiej idź popytać.
We ain ' t bout to playground with ya, we cutting ya down
A million little boys trying to sound like me now everybody copying the one that dissed P A second prizeed g, but I ain ' t chicken
Jak tylko pomyślisz, że ślizgam się, usłyszysz ten pistolet klikający.
I zrobię co w mojej mocy, żeby zjeść Twoją dupę na obiad.
"Better throw up yo flag and tell me that you surrender"
/ Align = "left" / yeah, yeah
Wywieś flagi! No dalej, boisz się, boisz się
Wywieś flagi! yeah, yeah
Wywieś flagi! No dalej, boisz się, boisz się