Rick Ross — Heavyweight tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Heavyweight", wykonawca: Rick Ross.
Tekst piosenki
Look at nigga Rozay, look at him
Out there with that CrossFit shit
Nigga think he a boxer, workin' out and shit
Nigga done bought Holyfield crib, nigga
Five hundred acres, a thousand rooms, nigga
This nigga think he the champ
Holyfield must have left a belt in that bitch for him
Ya dig?
I been touchin' that set, I made my way to a key
I’m so in love with the trap, I bought a house 'cross the street
Quarter key got me livin' like I’m Don King
Heavyweight, I’m in the ring nigga, ding ding
Nigga, ding ding
Nigga, ding ding
Don’t make me hit you 'cross your head, nigga, ding ding
Runnin' off with all your things, ding ding
License been suspended, ridin' with the yay
I shit where I eat, I trap where I stay
Smokin', bottle poppin', Belaire Rose
And I don’t give a fuck what pussy niggas say
Michel Angelo of this trap game
Traded fifteen pounds of mid for a half a thing
We mix that eighteen, now it’s thirty-six
Turned that midget to a brick, that’s a pretty flip
Shout out Mally Mall, I got a few bitches
I don’t get my dick sucked, unless it’s two bitches
My trap Mike Tyson, nigga, heavyweight
I’m sleepin' in the trap, we open every day
I’m parkin' on my block, I’m beatin' on my street
Twelve all in my ass, they locked my last week
These niggas know they pussy, talkin' bout they robbin'
Talkin' bout they eatin', these niggas out here starvin'
Diamonds on my pinky, women on my dizzle
Bulletproof the Lincoln, there go Ricky Rizzle
I’m the Thrilla in Manila, Belaire, my Ciroc vanilla
My cousin certified killer
When he died, I know I cried a river
You come and go, that came down from the Lord
Every night I hit Rose case like a fuckin' voice
Hallelujah, momma screamin' «Hallelujah»
Pray for your son cause momma, you had you a shooter
For this cocaine, they standin' in this cold rain
And a lawyer went to trial move that whole thing
Heat game, season tickets, that’s for my whole team
'88 Mike Tyson, that’s with the gold teeth
Heavyweight, Don King, Robin Givens, big dreams
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
# Patrz Czarnuch Rozay
Tam z tym crossfitem
Nigga think he a boxer, workin ' out and shit
Nigga done bought Holyfield crib, nigga
500 akrów, tysiąc pokoi, czarnuchu.
Ten Czarnuch myśli, że jest mistrzem.
Holyfield musiał zostawić mu pasek w tej suce.
Czaisz?
I been touchin ' that set, I made my way to a key
Jestem tak zakochana w pułapce, że kupiłam Dom.
Quarter key got me livin 'like I' m Don King
Heavyweight, I ' m in the ring nigga, ding ding
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Don 't make me hit you' cross your head, nigga, ding ding
Runnin ' off with all your things, ding ding
License been suspended, ridin ' with the yay
SRAM tam, gdzie jem, SRAM tam, gdzie się Zatrzymuję.
Smokin', bottle poppin', Belaire Rose
And I don ' t care a fuck what pussy niggas say
Gry Michel Angelo z tej pułapki gry
Wymieniłem 15 funtów za pół rzeczy.
Mieszamy 18, Teraz jest 36.
Obróciłem tego karła w cegłę, to całkiem niezłe odbicie.
Shout out Mally Mall, i got a few bitches
Nie obciągają mi, chyba że są dwie suki.
My trap Mike Tyson, nigga, heavyweight
"I' m sleepin 'in the trap, we open every day"
Parkin 'on my block, I' m beatin ' on my street
Dwanaście w moim tyłku, zamknęli mój ostatni tydzień
These niggas know they pussy, talkin 'bout they robbin'
Talkin 'bout they eatin', these niggas out here starvin'
Diamonds on my pinky, women on my dizzle
Bulletproof The Lincoln, there go Ricky Rizzle
I ' m the Thrilla in Manila, Belaire, my Ciroc vanilla
My cousin certified killer
Kiedy umarł, wiem, że płakałam jak rzeka.
Przychodzisz i odchodzisz, który zstąpił od Pana
Każdej nocy Uderzyłem Rose case jak pieprzony głos
Alleluja, mama krzyczy " Alleluja»
Módl się za syna, bo mamo, miałaś strzelca.
For this cocaine, they standin ' in this cold rain
I prawnik poszedł do sądu.
Heat game, bilety na sezon, to dla całej mojej drużyny.
1988 Mike Tyson, that ' s with the gold teeth
Heavyweight, Don King, Robin Givens, big dreams