Tear Da Club Up Thugs — Push 'Em Off tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Push 'Em Off", wykonawca: Tear Da Club Up Thugs.
Tekst piosenki
hook x4
Push 'em off, push 'em off in here
Push 'em off, tear it up Push 'em off in here
(Lord Infamous)
You better back up off this
We got custom made coffins
I got a bird restin' on my desk
Up in my office
I gotta make it babe
Miss rate me Make you niggas hate me Im goin' flossin' through these last days
My life is crazy
You call the army, the marines
You better call the navy
It’s Kaiser Sosate from the thugs
And we were nominated
Because the nigga take his slaves
Up in the home of the great
We gonna push the magic button
Don’t nobody behave
So get buck, get boogie, get wild, get naughty
We the thugs out of hell
And he sent us to party
Lord Infamous plus the Three 6 are pumpin in my blood
Tear this one
Keepin' me sober
Tearin' at the clubs
Kickin' tables, knockin' over chairs, gloves in the air
Sexy darears checkin' everywhere (?)
Off on the scrilla grind
So I gotta lose my mind
Tear Da Club Up Thugs
Ghetto love till the end of time
(DJ Paul)
I’m finally busta free
>From my enemies, nigga please
Got my cheese lucky from Tennessee, Hennessy
I be need only real, feel me Busta bust until he bleed
(??) if you hear me Holla if you hear me Call you boys get your crew
what you wanna do Dial in, I wizon wizon better get your gizon
Gizon is always fizon
Fizon is still wizon
Wizon all the women
Diss on, diss on Now picture me wrong
Up behind you
Where’d I find you
With a 40 cal.
Like the silent style
On my way now to Rodmans house
Never happy, keep on rappin'
Got you hot, on the dot
In the beer boy
Set up scores
Plus our record spots
Catch me not, indy pot
Big away your stash pot
Got me gun, in me crotch
Burnin' cause the barrels hot
Ratta tatta tatta tatta tatta tatta boom
To the (??) no winnin'
Since I do rule, boy
(Juicy «J»)
I’m about to elbow a nigga, elbow a nigga
Cock the gun and pull back the trigger, pull back the trigger
Meetiing in the parking lot
I always wear mouth a lot
We can go toe to toe
To the floor, on the spot
Hope this spot is well standed
Left and right is how I panic
With a chrome anna canon
Peepin' game and now were standin'
Only land game I hated
Jealous cause we clockin' paper
Plus I used to hack
And now I’m ridin' fool, I’ll see you later
Now I see you muggin' in my face
When I’m ridin' up Say you saw the late nite video and tear da club up Hopin' and wishin'
That the mafia is finished
Ho yeah know
We was in it to win it And to you dirty freaks, paperchasin'
Now you on that jock
We don’t want the blunts
that you lacin', that be gettin' you high
But I got a knife in my pocket
Would I roll it on Let the steam
About to cut ya Get a hustle
Get ya own, fool
(repeats till end)
Push 'em off x8
Tear it up x8
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
hook x4
Wypchnij je, wypchnij je tutaj.
Wypchnij je, rozedrzyj je. wypchnij je tutaj.
(Lord Infamous)
Lepiej się wycofaj.
Mamy trumny robione na zamówienie.
I got A bird restin ' on my desktop
W moim biurze.
I gotta make it babe
Miss rate me Make you niggas hate me I goin 'flossin' through these last days
Moje życie jest szalone
Dzwonisz do wojska, do marines.
Lepiej zadzwoń do marynarki.
To Kaiser Sosate z the thugs
I zostaliśmy nominowani
Because the nigga take his slaves
Up in the home of the great
We gonna push the magic button
Niech nikt się nie zachowuje.
So get buck, get boogie, get wild, get naughty
We the thugs out of hell
I wysłał nas na imprezę
Lord Infamous plus the Three 6 are pumpin in my blood
"Tear this one"
Keepin ' me sober
"Tearin' at the clubs"
Kickin 'tables, knockin' over chairs, gloves in the air
Sexy darears checkin ' everywhere (?)
Off on the scrilla grind
So I gotta lose my mind
Tear Da Club Up Thugs
Ghetto love till the end of time
(DJ Paul)
W końcu jestem wolny.
> From my enemies, nigga please
Mam szczęście z Tennessee, Hennessy.
I be need only real, feel me Busta Busta until he bleed
(??) if you hear me Holla if you hear me Call you boys get your crew
what you wanna do Dial in, i wizon wizon better get your gizon
Gizon to zawsze fizon.
Fizon to nadal wizon
Wizon all the women
Diss on, diss on now picture me wrong
Za tobą.
Where ' D I find you
Kaliber 40.
Like the silent style
W drodze do Rodmans house
Never happy, keep on rappin'
Got you hot, on the dot
W the beer boy
Zawodniczki rozstawione
Plus miejsca na listach przebojów
Catch me not, Indy pot
Big away your stash pot
Mam broń w kroczu.
Burnin ' cause the barrels hot
Ratta tatta tatta tatta tatta Tatta Tatta boom
Do (??) no winnin'
Odkąd rządzę, chłopcze.
(Juicy " J»)
I ' m about to elbow a nigga, elbow a nigga
Cock the gun and pull back the spust, pull back the spust
Spotkanie na parkingu
Zawsze dużo noszę usta.
/ Align = "left" /
To the floor, on the spot
Hope this spot is well standed
W lewo i w prawo panikuję.
Z kanonem chromowym
Peepin 'game and now were standin'
/ Align = "left" /
Jealous cause we clockin ' paper
No i włamywałam się.
And now I 'm ridin' fool, I ' ll see you later
A teraz widzę, jak się mącisz mi w twarz.
When I 'm ridin' up Say you saw the late nite video and tear da club up Hopin'and wishin'
Że mafia jest skończona
Ho yeah know
Byliśmy w tym, żeby wygrać, a Wy brudne świry, paperchasin'
Teraz ty jesteś tym sportowcem.
Nie chcemy bluntów.
that you lacin', that be gettin ' you high
Ale mam nóż w kieszeni.
Would I roll it on Let the steam
About to cut ya Get a hustle
Get ya own, fool
(powtarza do końca)
Push ' em off x8
Tear it up x8