Wu-Syndicate — Crime Syndicate tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
The US is in store for me par
I got some island up there to do
I’ll bring you back a souvenir
The heads of the Crime Syndicate as our prisoners of war
Then we sort of, uh, exchange P.O.W.'s, right?
And when they get us, clear us of all our charges
We let the big bosses live a little bit longer
To my assassins, VA, we ruger blastin
Renegades that politic, Arabic fashion
Relaxin' with millionare thugs, diamond Mac-10's
Collapsin, 9−20 Benz crashin
Lethal gas chambers, war stories of pure danger
Crime Syndicate assassinate, snakes out of bangers
Street massacres, son they let Uzi’s spit from Range Rovers
Put bombs up under your Acura snake bitten
My Brooknam drug czar’s forbidden, tech spittin
Murderous as Hitler’s top hitmen
We ?, feds famish it to health
Notorious villians takin showers with John Gotti
Illuminati, closin in, feel the horror, no bricks
Black cinder blocks run Nicaragua
Devious, terrorist, cold blooded as Nazi’s
Black death, we plant coke monopolies
Meraculous tactics, back smack it, with chrome 'matics
In funerals, blast the casket, it’s drastic
Tougher than Japan mathematics, coke addicts
Poisonous mad ghetto bastards
Crime Syndicate, illegal thug life, project predictament
We know that death is the price but still we livin it
Dealin with some cats that be starvin to split a nigga shit
Richest cats held for hostage, found in the trunk of whips
Gunfights in bright daylight, ransom for seven digs
Dipped in black, urban tactic, kick in your residence
Cats fakin jacks on the corner, projects is hot as shit
Power move for this cheddar, murder the innocent
Rockin' Clark’s bomb diggy, whips dipped fresh and jiggy
Poker card pullin, heist night, inside of buildings, gimme
That Rolex, the green Goretex, rockin Versace shit
Nobody watchin, grab em, look got him, money filthy rich
Soldier smackin niggas, gold shine tracks with Mickey Mirror
Heist the armor truck, fat stack, bundle heroin and hit 'em
Feds plot, unmarked vans, I’ll never go to prison
Not to mention, I won’t attend my own funeral
Crime Syndicates hot, cold as ice, we losin 'em
Phenomenon, calm down bitch, your man be robbin 'em
Wallet tokin, sugar type niggas always involved with us
Foreigners, wanna-be-down niggas get laced
King Pin, local mob bosses sniff heroin off of plates
Catchin cases, back-and-forth bids, bounce like Wimbleton
See Myalansky get crook books, some makin Benjamins
What nigga? Crime Syndicate, I’m innocent
Potatoes over snub nose’ll slide you out your Gators
Issue the capers for slugs and bloody pillow cases
Facin the DA in VA, behind some residue they found in the staircase
Up in the PJ’s, niggas move big 8's, behind disk breaks
In the rental, pumpin mix tapes, the scale shift weight
It’s either/or, I capsule your capsize, Gigantor
Thunder cats clappin hammers of Thor, startin block war
Fiends got war, pullin on bass stem
Drama and mayhem got my head spinnin like Grym
I keep my straw brim bent up Peter Pan style in a stick-up
Corn niggas in my X-File gettin hit up
Thrown on the back, helpless as a beetle
Caught up inside a sequel pleadin to a Desert Eagle
You better six it or eighty-six it or Crime Syndicate
Invade your district, touchin for big shit
Blocks is hot like there’s palm trees in the ghetto
Temperature’s risin but the God ain’t bust a sweat yet though
On my All State I chill with ill cats that can’t walk straight
Crippled for life, sippin on Ice…
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Stany Zjednoczone czekają na mnie par
Mam tam jakąś wyspę do zrobienia.
Przyniosę ci pamiątkę.
Szefowie syndykatu zbrodni jako nasi jeńcy wojenni
Potem wymienimy się jeńcami, tak?
A kiedy nas złapią, oczyśćcie nas z zarzutów.
Pozwolimy wielkim szefom żyć trochę dłużej.
Do moich zabójców, VA, we ruger blastin
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Relaxin 'with millionare thugs, diamond Mac-10' s
Zawadsin, 9-20 Benz crashin
Zabójcze komory gazowe, wojenne opowieści o czystym niebezpieczeństwie
Syndykat zabójców, węże z bangers
Street massacres, son they let Uzi ' s spit from Range Rovers
"Put bombs up under your Acura snake bitten"
My Brooknam drug car ' s forbidden, tech spittin
Morderczy jak czołowi zabójcy Hitlera
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Notorious villians takin showers with John Gotti
Illuminati, closin in, feel the horror, no bricks
Black cinder blocks run
Przebiegły, terrorysta, zimnokrwisty jak naziści
Czarna śmierć, Zakładamy Monopole koksu
Meraculous tactics, back smack it, with chrome ' matics
Na pogrzebach, wysadź trumnę, to drastyczne.
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Crime Syndicate, illegal thug life, project predictament
Wiemy, że śmierć jest ceną, ale wciąż nią żyjemy.
"Dealin with some cats that be starvin to split a nigga shit"
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Strzelaniny w jasny dzień, okup za siedem wykopów
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Rockin 'Clark' s bomb diggy, whips dipped fresh and jiggy
Poker card pullin, heist night, wewnątrz budynków, gimme
Ten Rolex, zielony Goretex, rockin Versace gówno
Nikt nie ogląda, łapać ich, patrzcie go, pieniądze brudnie bogaty
Soldier smackin niggas, gold shine tracks with Mickey Mirror
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Federalni spiskują, nieoznakowane vany, nigdy nie pójdę do więzienia.
Nie wspominając, że nie będę na własnym pogrzebie.
Przestępcze syndykaty hot, cold as ice, we losin ' em
Fenomen, uspokój się suko, twój facet będzie ich okradał
Wallet tokin, sugar type niggas always involved with us
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King Pin, lokalni bossowie mafii wąchają heroinę z talerzy
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Zobacz też
Jaki Czarnuch? Syndykat zbrodni, jestem niewinny
Ziemniaki nad nosem wyślizgną Ci aligatory.
Wydaj kapary na ślimaki i zakrwawione poszewki
Facin DA W VA, za resztkami znalezionymi na klatce schodowej.
W piżamie, niggas move big 8 ' s, behind disk breaks
W wypożyczalni, Pumpin mix tapes, waga shift wagi
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Thunder cats clappin hammers of Thor, startin block war
Fiends got war, pullin on bass stem
Drama and mayhem got my head spinnin like Grym
I keep my straw brim gięty w stylu Piotrusia Pana w stick-up
Corn niggas in my X-File getting hit up
Rzucony na plecy, bezradny jak Żuk
Caught up inside a sequel pleadin to a Desert Eagle
Lepiej sześć albo osiemdziesiąt sześć albo przestępczy Syndykat.
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Blocks is hot like there ' s palm trees in the ghetto
Temperatura rośnie, ale Bóg jeszcze się nie spocił.
* On my All State i chill with ill cats that can ' t walk straight *
Kaleka na całe życie, sippin on Ice…