Tear Da Club Up Thugs — Big Business tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
You got thugs on ya spot,
Fresh out the box,
The crowd so live,
They comin' in flocks
(All)
Cuz, it’s big business, it big business bitch
It’s big business, it big business bitch (X2)
(Lord Infamous)
As I cut, guts poor
Blood washes from the shore
To da sand, as a thousand veins,
Center through my hand,
Can I whip, stand a man
From the underland of pain
As his brains, hit the grains
And I bury the remains, from my face
Pissin through a bitches ???,
Infamous bring out the sack of the serial killas
Triple six murderers
Now leave it enough, whenever you come
They be ready to cook, now rev up the hood
And these niggas could to be these Infamous could
And the Mafia villains would fuck up a rookie
Drop him to his knees wit a N-I-N-E slugs, get done
And bloody up your mug
Because we really love to make a stand
It’s the high capitol make me touch a man
I got the scope, and not the kind that kills bad
breath
I got the kind that like to fuck up ya good health
Everybody in this bitch lets tear some shit up Tear da club up thugs
On ya spot, put’m up
(Repeat chorus 2x)
(D. J. Paul)
I kill, kill, kill
I murder, murder, murder
Hater’s in my face,
Watch a nigga hurta
40, 40, cal,
I pull out my back pocket
I grab you by your neck,
I pull it out a socket
Range, Range, Range,
Rover, Rover, Rover,
Blow this fuckin' task
Police pull me over
But I blast on these hoes
Cause I’m too fuckin dangerous
Prophet the Posse,
I doubt you hoes could hang wit us Killin all you nigga’s is a easy task
You fools that last,
I bullet proof a mazz on dat ass, I dash
To yo muthafuckin crib,
Soon as I find out where you live
Flashlights see yo face
Mario a murder case
Roamin through the muthafuckin Black Haven area
Prophet is my Posse, I doubt you see something scarer
Plenty talk shit, but they ain’t nothing but
characters
$ 100,000 cars now how you gon laugh at us
(Repeat chorus 2x)
(Juicy J)
First I wanna grab a nigga by his neck,
Drag him to my fuckin set,
Take a nigga blow, and his cheese, and dem cigarettes
Put the gun up to his nose
Tie him up from head to toe
Strap his body in a bag
Throw him in a fire
Call my nigga’s Dee and Blue
Project Pat, ya’ll know what to do Creep through dem streets,
Wit dem thangs, blast on any fools
Tear da club up thugs, in this muthafucker runnin'
shit
If you want to playa hate the click,
Then your done with
Know’n we ain’t going bitch
Makin' fakers dig a ditch
Scare familys in the night
Make’m pull the panic switch
Comin like Titanic trick
Holycaust wit a grip
Crazyndalazdaz I’m bout to have a fuckin fit
Hold me back don’t let me go
I’m high as hell and on the road
Nigga I break off in ya house,
And boot yo baby wit a pole
Lunatic superstitious, on the corner like I’m pimpin
If I see ya on the block, I’m fuckin,
Fuckin wit the quickness
(Lord Infamous)
You got the thugs on ya spot
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
You got thugs on ya spot,
Fresh out the box,
The crowd so live,
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(Wszystkie)
Cuz, to wielki biznes, to wielki biznes suka
It ' s big business, it big business bitch (X2)
(Lord Infamous)
Jak ciąć, guts biedny
Blood washes from the shore
To da sand, as a thousand veins,
Center through my hand,
Can I whip, stand a man
From the underland of pain
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I zakopuję szczątki, z mojej twarzy.
Szczać przez suki ???,
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Triple six Murders
Zostaw to, kiedy tylko przyjdziesz.
Będą gotowi gotować, a teraz podkręć maskę.
A ci czarnuchy mogą być tymi niesławnymi
A mafijni złoczyńcy spierdoliliby żółtodzioba
Rzućcie go na kolana.
I zakrwawisz swój kubek
Bo uwielbiamy stawiać opór.
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Mam celownik, a nie taki, który zabija źle.
breath
I got the kind that like to fuck up ya good health
"Everybody in this bitch lets tear some shit up Tear da club up thugs"
On ya spot, put ' m up
(Repeat chorus 2x)
(D. J. Paul)
Zabijam, zabijam, zabijam
I murder, murder, murder
Hater ' s in my face,
# Patrz nigga hurta
40, 40, cal,
Wyciągam tylną kieszeń.
Złapię cię za szyję.,
I pull it out a socket
Zasięg, Zasięg, Zasięg,
Rover, Rover, Rover,
Blow this fuckin ' task
Policja mnie zatrzyma.
But I blast on these hoes
Bo jestem zbyt niebezpieczny.
Prophet the Posse,
Wątpię, że mogłybyście nas zabić.
Głupcy, że ostatni,
I bullet proof a mazz on dat ass, I dash
To yo mutafuckin crib,
Jak tylko dowiem się, gdzie mieszkasz
Latarki see yo face
Mario a murder case
Roamin through the muthafuckin Black Haven area
Prophet to moja grupa, wątpię, żebyś widział coś straszniejszego.
Plenty talk shit, but they ain ' t nothing but
postacie
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(Repeat chorus 2x)
(Juicy J)
Najpierw chcę złapać czarnucha za szyję.,
Zaciągnij go na mój plan.,
Take a nigga blow, and his cheese, and dem cigarettes
Przyłóż mu broń do nosa.
Zwiąż go od stóp do głów.
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Wrzuć go do ognia.
Call my nigga ' s Dee And Blue
Project Pat, ya ' ll know what to do Creep through dem streets,
Wit dem thangs, blast on any fools
Tear da club up thugs, in this muthafucker runnin'
cholera.
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Więc skończ z tym.
Know 'N we ain' t going bitch
Makin ' fakers dig a ditch
Straszenie rodzin w nocy
Make ' m pull the panic switch
Comin like Titanic trick
Holycaust wit a grip
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Hold me back don ' t let me go
I ' m high as hell and on the road
Nigga I break off in ya house,
And boot yo baby wit a pole
Szalony przesądny, na rogu jak pimpin
Jeśli zobaczę Cię na ulicy, będę kurwa,
Fucking wit the quickness
(Lord Infamous)
You got the thugs on ya spot