Перевод песни C-Murder – Akickdoe!

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Nigga you woke?
Keep your eyes on the road nigga
Pass the weed (ok)
We gon' head up interstate 10
We gon' pick up Pimp C, and Bun B (that's my niggas there)
We gon' get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it We gon' handle our business
We gon' smoke
We gon' make it back to the N. O Cuz u know whut?
Us South niggas don't playa hate
We got love from the South, East, West, to the Nizorth
But it's your time baby
We gon' handle our business
And we gonna do this shit like g'z
We gonna represent the gizame
Ya heard me?
This game fucked up, I ain't got no friends
I done spend my last 70,000 dollars on a drop-top Benz
Ugh, and I'm a trill nigga
Down to put a forty-five to his Hilfiger
Lay it down muthafucka because I'm bustin' for mine
Pack that iron every time and I ain't trying' dyin'
Niggas down in Port Arthur (huh nigga what?)
Thank that I'm playin? (huh nigga what?)
Bust 17 times and let 'em feel what I'm sayin'
UGK and C-Murder
Cadillac and a Tank (Master P)
Bout to fade the platinum
Smoke some dank and some drank
But bitch luv me when I come to your city
Serve my dick out her pussy
And bust my nuts on her titties
Ugh, it's just a matter of time before I'm up in your house
With my mask on my face and my thang in your mouth
Now get your mind right nigga (mind right) and make a pimp rich
And never put trust in a trick ass bitch (trick ass bitch)
I'm bout ta pull akickdoe! (ugggggggghhhhhh!)
Lay down on the flo' (flo')
Want the G's and the money or everybody gotta go (gotta go)
They try to run up in the manger (run up)
The home of Bun B I see me P and C in danger (danger)
Just like the ATF, Feds, DPD, and Texas Rangers
Fuckin' with me and my Mddl Fngz
But to this shit nigga we ain't strangers
Pull high-calibers and magnums
Gotta gage these pistols
Hand grenades, and land mines
Chopper pipe bombs and missiles
Some of them bitches whistle
Some of them bitches silent
But all them bitches handle they business
All of them violent
Bout it bout it and dangerous
Soldiers that wanna gang with us Do you thang with us, hang with us Get that No Limit slang with us I came to bust every ass in my way till it's over
So get the chip off your shoulder
Fix your lip
I done told yah
We hold you hostage in your own apartment complex
Nigga I can see that you got plex
Sit down and take a time trip
This ain't nothin' ta sneeze at The fear in your eyes I see
Bitch where's the key's & g'z at?
Lay it down muthafucka
Everybody gotta go Give me the loot is what I tell 'em
When I kick in the doe'
Nigga I'm mad at the world
For my lack of havin' papers
Fuck the law and the cops
Cuz I'm down for my gangsters
Some say we dangerous
Especially when broke
I'm mo daily than a dope fiend fiendin' for dope
I just live for confetti
You see I'm dangerous like Freddy
You see I run through your house and leave it messy like Betsy
I got too much stress in my head
I wanna take my own life
My last chance is a 211
But it got me thinkin' twice
It's a drought right now
So these drugs ain't happenin'
And if it wasn't for No Limit
There'd be no money in rapping
You see my boy had an apartment full of keyz and g'z
The word on the street is his homie told his baby momma to freeze!
You see you can't trust nobody in this dope game
Keep your eyez on your enemies
Stack some chips and get out man
Give me a ski-mask, a 9
I'll be a down ass nigga
And watch me pull a flea-flicker
And make my g's get bigger
If I get caught I'm gettin 25, but that don't mean shit
Cuz if I go to jail it's gotta be better than living like this
Nigga 2 shots in the air
Cuz I ain't bout bein' broke
And if you bout I make a move
Nigga, everybody gotta go Just some bout it niggas from New Orleans
With tapes hooked up C-Murder, Master P, and UGK
Now Nigga what?