Roc Marciano — Panic tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
I can feel it when the wind blow
In the Benzo hangin' out the window
You know nigga how the shit goes
Get a hundred from the hip bone
True G’s, boots and army fatigues
Niggas cooped up in the P’s like sardines
Ain’t no palm trees, and this ain’t R and B
We sippin Dom P listenin' to Ron G
Nigga we rep the far east, spark the beef like a cookout
It won’t digest correct, no di-doubt
I put my foot down in any event and kick a dent
Then stick a pen in your blimp, now witness the strength
Til I whip in a bent, my dogs gon' pick up a scent
And this isn’t French, but niggas have to kiss the ring
And momma said there would be days like this
And if pussy taste like fish don’t give her no dick
Clock a grip, watch a clip, friends and biz don’t mix
And the big gold ring got the Flintstone bling
Wrist glow pink gold fat like the disco three
For real it’s like my shit don’t stink
It was a panic at the disco
Thirty two shots yeah that’s what the clip hold
I could feel it when the wind blow
In the Benzo hangin' out the window
Well it’s the creme de la creme, put me on a scale of one to ten
Friend, I’m the bomb with a short stem
It’s on again, you’ll be gone with the wind
Tryin' to come at me crooked you’ll get caught in the end
It’s important to win cuz raw is for men
Not boys and girls and tricks are for kids
I got you like a jigsaw dig
The hoes I’m like Fillmore Slim
Must I reveal more sin, and peel caps back like raw skin
I kick doors in, and hip toss niggas like kids
Plus I’m light skinded like Prince, ready to let the Mac 10 rinse
As I sat behind the black tints, Califat the mack that’s him
The rap crack kingpin the grim
The Max Payne grin the slave ships
Niggas ain’t shit they gave in
It was a panic at the disco
Thirty two shots yeah that’s what the clip hold
I could feel it when the wind blow
In the Benzo hangin' out the window
If you ain’t know this is how the shit go
Nigga we shootin' from the hip bone
With the pistol stickin' up the rich folk
Panic at the disco
Steel cage match, peel waves back
Reveal a eight pack black, gangster mack
Had a suitcase crack, ASAP get aimed at
Hardbody never came fat, grey Ac
Cocaine rap, my way up in a Maybach mat and lay back
Lemonade glass, spank ass, and put crack on the ave
Nigga I’m stackin that cash, but who knew it would happen that fast
And cats ain’t addin' up the math, but came back clappin' at your pad
Just for rappin' that bad, and no way you should get a hood pass
For kickin' that bullshit, and brag
And act like I can’t see that that’s flab
We can’t collab with that crab
Niggas ain’t G, they lack swag
So I got to bring the black mag and dead pop three in your fat ass
It was a panic at the disco
Thirty two shots yeah that’s what the clip hold
I could feel it when the wind blow
In the Benzo hangin' out the window
If you ain’t know this is how the shit go
Nigga we shootin' from the hip bone
With the pistol stickin' up the rich folk
Panic at the disco
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
I can feel it when the wind blow
In the Benzo hangin ' out the window
You know nigga how the shit goes
Weź stówę z kości biodrowej.
Prawdziwe G, buty i mundury wojskowe
Niggas couped up in the P ' s like sardines
Ain 't no palm trees, and this ain' t R and B
We sippin Dom P listenin ' to Ron G
Nigga we rep The far east, spark The beef like a cookout
Nie przetrawi się poprawnie, bez dwóch zdań.
I put my foot down in any event and kick a dent
Więc włóż długopis do sterowca, teraz zobacz siłę
Dopóki nie wpadnę w pułapkę, moje psy zaczną tropić.
I to nie jest francuski, ale czarnuchy muszą całować pierścień
A mama powiedziała, że będą takie dni.
A jeśli Cipka smakuje jak ryba nie daj jej kutasa
"Clock a grip, watch a clip, friends and biz don 't mix"
A wielki złoty pierścionek dostał błyskotkę Flintstone ' a
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To tak jakby moje gówno nie śmierdziało.
It was a panic at the disco
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I could feel it when the wind blow
In the Benzo hangin ' out the window
Well it ' s The creme de la creme, put me on a scale of one to ten
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It 's on again, you' ll be gone with the wind
Tryin 'to come at me crooked you' ll get caught in the end
To ważne, aby wygrać bo raw jest dla mężczyzn
Nie chłopcy i dziewczyny i sztuczki są dla dzieci
I got you like a jigsaw dig
The hoes I ' m like Fillmore Slim
Czy muszę ujawnić więcej grzechu, i obrać czapki z powrotem jak surowa skóra
I kopać drzwi, i hip rzucać czarnuchy jak dzieci
Plus jestem jasnoskóry jak książę, gotowy pozwolić Mac 10 spłukać
Gdy usiadłem za czarnymi czułkami, Kalifat mack that ' s him
The rap crack kingpin the grim
The Max Payne grin the slave ships
Niggas ain ' t shit they gave in
It was a panic at the disco
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I could feel it when the wind blow
In the Benzo hangin ' out the window
If you ain ' t know this is how the shit go
Nigga we shootin ' from the hip bone
Z pistoletem stickin ' up the rich folk
Panic at the disco
Steel Cage match, peel waves back
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Miał pęknięcie walizki, ASAP celować w
Hardbody never came fat, grey Ac
Cocaine rap, my way up in a Maybach mat and lay back
Lemonade glass, klaps ass, and put crack on the ave
Nigga I ' m stackin that cash, but who knew it would happen that fast
I koty nie dodają matematyki, ale wróciły klaskając do Twojego mieszkania.
Tylko za rapowanie tak źle, i nie ma mowy, żebyś dostał przepustkę.
Za Skopanie tego gówna i przechwalanie się
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Nie możemy współpracować z tym Krabem.
Niggas ain ' t g, they lose swag
Więc muszę przynieść czarny magazynek i trupa w twoją tłustą dupę.
It was a panic at the disco
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I could feel it when the wind blow
In the Benzo hangin ' out the window
If you ain ' t know this is how the shit go
Nigga we shootin ' from the hip bone
Z pistoletem stickin ' up the rich folk
Panic at the disco