Warren G — Dollars Make Sense tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Dollars Make Sense", wykonawca: Warren G.
Tekst piosenki
Y’all don’t know nothin about this HEE-ARE
Hahahahahahaha, yeah! It’s Kurupt Young Gotti
Hehaha, sup Warren G? It’s my homeboy, huh?
With my niggas Crucial Conflict, huh?
Chillin, huh? Bumpin, puffin on a little bit of that Hay
Dollars make sense, it’s all incorporated
I’ma get it all, since a BG I done did it all, was in it all
When I first thought I was in the wrong
Couple tokes, alcohol
Got everything I need, Hennessey and weed
Since my arrival, based on this modern-day survival
Evrything is technicality, everything based on reality
So how do I get paid, all these licks nowadays
They want me laid, dropped and plagued, AK mouth is sprayed
It’s like I’m blind, and I just can’t see
Warren G, I’ma holler at the homey Shorty B
«Shorty B IT’S ME!», G Dove, I’m out to make a grip
So call Crucial Conflict and let’s make us some bomb shit
Look at me on the M-I-C
Tryin to stack my tips, comin in a big ole ride
With all that bumpin side, livin up in your eyes, surprise
Hangin on the corners where the young brothers be comin up The gangbangers be gunnin up, the type of brothers that roll with us High tech with much respect, with all that G’s swarmin
Like G-Funk in your eyes and make you see we about that cashflow
Put em in a lasso, don’t try to sweat, no joke
We illa your side, in the back we get hot, trade bump and hit em up With the jigs up,
freaks from the West to the east to the South where they chief
Kurupt in the mind, Young Gotti down with the raw dog Flict
I ain’t no tricks, nigga Wildstyle, enemies get closed down
We rock the shows, slammin do’s, Cali to Chi-town
So chop it up, I’m gonna kick some shit about what’s goin on Have to get my loot up so I suit up looked in the mirror said to myself «It's gon' be gone»
I’m sick of goin thru the things that I have to do do
Cops are happy to jack fools, I’m strictly ever gon' gank move
I hate to be the one that have to take it But you best believe I’d die to make it anywhere in the world I’m standin with my pockets naked
Set it out set it out, that’s what I’ma holler
On some slick, tryin to come up quick, witta trusty ole dollar
Watchin you watchin me, hope I slip and bust my knees
I’ma have to greet you at the pond, you should just be thinkin C’s
Comin out at ease, no matter what I’m still hard to please
Flap flappin sky, be real til the day I leave so sneeze
Chorus: Reel Tight
Talin bout that money, dollar
Gettin that money, gettin paid
We, smackin and stackin, packin, strappin, what’s happenin? Rollin
Cruise-controllin, the fo' and Daynes swell up Get the hell up, trump-tight click just in case I’m lavish
Tryin ta fade me, you crazy ladies, babies created
Men are shady, straight make me drink til my thoughts get swavy
I think, maybe if I blink things will get back gravy
But loccs in the hood they lord be makin it hard so lately
But I gotta stay at the table, cos that raw dope is that will pay me Westside of California, on these corners pimpin daily
Retire out on the lakefront, smokin blunts
Takin the sale G, trap me like the male be To the Westside I’m a mental, all the regulators trail me Don’t kick it out, let’s do this
Comin out the do', we down to wall
Gotta get in the business,
tell me waht’s the call, we to the fall to ball
We can’t just fold up,
gotta whole bunch of homies dependin on this, sho’nuff
This only hustle is for brothers,
feel to bring the business so slow up And we still up on a mini gold rush
Ready to make the world go down
Bound to get it cos I’m down wit it Now shitty the city, Conflict’s causin critics to bite tongues
Ain’t the one, with the shotgun, showdown
My town to your town on the rebound for them papers
It’s like brother brother brother how you make em get down?
From the LBC to the Chi-town, Westside straight gettin down
Hittin switches and we checkin all snitches
Gettin all riches, and flossin in our pictures
It’s time for some new hits, one of us You know I spit some coast to coast love from your homey G Dove
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Nic o tym nie wiecie.
Hahahahahahahaha, yeah! To Kurupt Young Gotti.
Hehaha, co tam Warren G? To mój ziomek, co?
Z moimi czarnuchami, co?
Chillin, co? Bumpin, puffin on a little bit of that Sian
Dolary mają sens, wszystko jest włączone.
I ' ma get it all, since a BG I done did it all, was in it all
Kiedy po raz pierwszy myślałem, że jestem w błędzie
Kilka grzanek, alkohol.
Mam wszystko czego potrzebuję, Hennessey i weed
Od mojego przybycia, bazując na tym współczesnym przetrwaniu
Wszystko to jest TECHNICZNE, wszystko oparte na rzeczywistości.
Więc jak mi płacą, te wszystkie liże w dzisiejszych czasach
Chcą mnie przelecieć, upuścić i nękać, usta AK są spryskane
Jakbym była ślepa i nic nie widziała.
Warren G, i ' ma holler at the homey Shorty B
"Shorty B to ja!", G Dove, I ' m out to make a grip
Więc zadzwoń do kluczowego konfliktu i zróbmy nam jakieś gówno bombowe
Spójrz na mnie na M-I-C
Tryin to stack my tips, coming in a big ole ride
With all that bumpin side, livin up in your eyes, surprise
Wieszanie na rogach, gdzie idą młodzi bracia, gangsterzy strzelają, Typ braci, którzy z nami współpracują z zaawansowaną technologią z wielkim szacunkiem, z całym tym Rojem G.
"Like G-Funk in your eyes and make you see we about that cashflow"
Wsadź je do lasso, nie próbuj się spocić, nie żartuj
We illa your side, in the back we get hot, trade bump and hit em up With the jigs up,
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Kurupt in the mind, Young Gotti down with the raw dog Flict
I ain ' t no tricks, nigga Wildstyle, enemies get closed down
We rock the shows, slammin do ' s, Cali to Chi-town
Więc posiekaj to, zamierzam skopać trochę gówna o tym, co się dzieje muszę zdobyć mój łup więc się ubrałem spojrzałem w lustro mówiąc do siebie "it' s gon ' be gone»
Mam dość tego, co muszę robić.
Gliny są szczęśliwe dla głupców, i 'm strictly ever gon' gank move
Nie chcę być tym, który musi to znieść, ale lepiej uwierz, że umarłbym, by to zrobić gdziekolwiek na świecie stoję z moimi kieszeniami nago
Set it out set it out, that 's what I' ma holler
On some slick, trying to come up quick, witta trusty ole dollar
Watchin you watchin me, hope I slip and bust my knees
Muszę cię powitać nad stawem, powinieneś pomyśleć o "C".
Coming out at ease, no matter what I ' m still hard to please
Flap flappin sky, be real til the day I leave so sneeze
Refren: Reel Tight
Talin bout that money, dollar
Getting that money, getting paid
My, smackin and stackin, packin, strappin, what ' s happenin? Rollin
Cruise-controllin, fo 'i daynes swell up Get the hell up, trump-tight click just in case I' m lavish
Tryin ta fade me, you crazy ladies, babies created
Faceci są podejrzani, Hetero każą mi pić, aż moje myśli będą swawolne.
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But loccs in the hood they lord be makin it hard so lately
Ale muszę zostać przy stole, bo ten surowy towar zapłaci mi za zachodnią Kalifornię, na tych rogach pimpin daily
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Takin the sale g, trap me like the male be To the Westside I 'm a mental, all the regulators trail me Don' t kick it out, let ' s do this
Coming out the do', We down to wall
Gotta get in the business,
tell me waht ' s the call, we to The fall to ball
We can ' t just fold up,
cała banda ziomków od tego zależy, sho ' Nuff.
This only hustle is for brothers,
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Ready to make the world go down
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Ain ' t the one, with the shotgun, showdown
My town to your town on the rebound for them papers
To jest jak brat, brat, brat, jak sprawiasz, że schodzą na dół?
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Hittin switches and we checkin all snitches
Getting all riches, and flossin in our pictures
Nadszedł czas na kilka nowych hitów, jeden z nas wiesz, że pluję trochę miłości od Twojego ziomka G Dove