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Origineel

My daddy said, draw nigga (Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door Sirens gettin' loud when the bodies hit the floor Why you look confused motherfucker? This is war Yeah, nigga, uh, yeah, nigga Yeah, nigga, uh, yeah, nigga, uh Yeah, nigga As this G shit begin, put this product placement on your chin The realest nigga breathing, y'all pretend Real crippy since I hopped off the swing With my strap, that's my peace offering (Yo, yo, yo, yeah uh yeah ooh) Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling Come put your lights out, I spark your apartment Deadline my clothing, don't fuck with Pink Dolphin Strap on his hairline, his forehead gets softened Send extras through his chest bones, shit, he don't need that coffin Most niggas would've run away, but me I'm out here walking Bucket hat with my shades on, my wardrobe look awesome Now nah, I ain't no dolphin, fuck rhyming, I'm cripping Niggas rap about what I'm living, all this false claiming, I'm marring Doing drive-by's I ain't steering, white Peter Rose, I ain't tearin' Fuck your bitch, in front of your chil'ren See your whip side of my building, yeah Put my dick and nuts in her mouth, bust in her hair I'm very rare, got my trigger on top of my underwear Bitch, I'm everywhere and over there You die here, let of a pair (Yak yak!) (Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door Sirens gettin' loud when the bodies hit the floor Why you look confused motherfucker? This is war Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga, uh Yeah nigga House full of kilo's, sold pound to zero's Cocaine my hero, you ain't you ain't Figg Side gettin' Deebo'd Always asking for the burner like, young niggas still free load Heart big as my ego, don't fly 'round my signal I'll rearrange your dino, crippy my house shoes Blue rag disciples, murder, I'm liable, you get the Eiffel Aim out the eyeball, I'm getting violent, I got the stripe once Won't get the stripe twice, you niggas half price Which means you half off, I'm going Adolf I'm smoking bath salt through sherm sticks, burn this, ooh Knock knock through the condo's, Schoolboy from the fa' do's But who was spanked to you unranked, you can fuck around and get that chin bank'd Grew lining, Crip walk the whole mile Do belts, still my pants down, Chuck Taylors, Cortez's, Hush Puppies My glock ya fuck buddy, make money, take money Earn crack money, drug money, bail money Heard they got life for me, but how they got life for me? When they took that from me, since I had my nose runny I was out past sunny, had the strap by my tummy You can go and ask mommy, grab a body bag, haumie, yeah (Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door Sirens gettin' loud when the bodies hit the floor Why you look confused motherfucker? This is war Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga, uh Yeah nigga Bust my gun all by myself Rock cocaine all by myself Poured propane all on myself Go so hard might harm myself Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga Yeah nigga, yeah nigga Yeah, it's Kurupt young motherfuckin' Gotti Still rollin' in the six dont fuck with the Bugatti Come up in this motherfucker looking for a bitch Probably sucked on my dick then you kissed her on the lips The intrical, South Central Sentinel Get roped and choked, poetical tentacles stretch (Haha) Get roped and choked and rope-a-dope'd Extra overdose of the okie doke Get a nigga smoked, I ain't no joke Tired of this bullshit and everything y'all talk about, they walked 'em in I walked 'em out, they talked 'em in, I chalked 'em out And I cock back that ox and pow, pow, pow, pow Walk inside, pussy popping, top is popping off Papadopulos neighborhood, roll with 60 bars Ghettotropolis, squeezing pussy like octopuses Show me where the money at, show me where the kush is Next time you see me I'll probably be in the bushes This is the reasons why I won't be fucking with pussies like you Me, Tyler and Schoolboy Q, we tote 'em (Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door Sirens gettin' loud when the bodies hit the floor Why you look confused motherfucker? This is war Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga, uh Yeah nigga

 

Vertaling

My daddy said, draw nigga (Buig, buig!) Ik kom voor de jouwe Negers hebben helikopters en ze kloppen op je deur. Sirenes worden luid als de lichamen op de grond liggen. Waarom kijk je zo verward, klootzak? Dit is oorlog. Yeah, nigga, uh, yeah, nigga Yeah, nigga, uh, yeah, nigga, uh Yeah, nigga As this G shit begin, put this product placement on your chin The realest nigga breathing, y'all pretend Real crippy sinds ik van de schommel sprong With my strap, that's my peace offering (Yo, yo, yo, yeah uh yeah ooh) Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling Come put your lights out, I spark your apartment Deadline my clothing, don't fuck with Pink Dolphin Strap on his hairline, his forehead gets softened Stuur extra's door zijn borstbeenderen, shit, hij heeft die kist niet nodig De meeste negers zouden weggelopen zijn, maar ik ben hier aan het lopen. Emmer hoed met mijn zonnebril op, mijn garderobe ziet er geweldig uit Ik ben geen dolfijn, ik ben aan het rijmen, ik ben aan het crippen. Niggas rap about what I'm living, all this false claiming, I'm marring Doe drive-by's ik stuur niet, blanke Peter Rose, ik scheur niet Fuck your bitch, in front of your chil'ren See your whip side of my building, yeah Stop mijn lul en ballen in haar mond, borst in haar haar Ik ben heel zeldzaam, ik heb mijn trekker over mijn ondergoed Bitch, ik ben overal en daar You die here, let of a pair (Yak yak!) (Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours Negers hebben die helikopters en ze kloppen op je deur Sirenes klinken luid als de lichamen op de grond liggen. Waarom kijk je zo verward, klootzak? Dit is oorlog. Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga, uh Yeah nigga House full of kilo's, sold pound to zero's Cocaine my hero, you ain't you ain't Figg Side gettin' Deebo'd Always asking for the burner like, young niggas still free load Hart zo groot als mijn ego, vlieg niet rond mijn signaal I'll rearrange your dino, crippy my house shoes Blue rag disciples, murder, I'm liable, you get the Eiffel Mik de oogbal uit, ik word gewelddadig, ik heb de streep één keer Ik krijg niet twee keer de streep, jullie nikkers halve prijs Dat betekent dat je de helft krijgt, ik ga Adolf Ik rook badzout door shermsticks, brand dit, ooh Knock knock through the condo's, Schooljongen van de fa' do's But who was spanked to you unranked, you can fuck around and get that chin bank'd Grew lining, Crip walk the whole mile Do belts, still my pants down, Chuck Taylors, Cortez's, Hush Puppies My glock ya fuck buddy, make money, take money Verdien crack geld, drugs geld, borgtocht geld Hoorde dat ze levenslang voor me hebben, maar hoe hebben ze levenslang voor me? When they took that from me, since I had my nose runny Ik was buiten na zonsondergang, had de riem bij mijn buik Je kunt mama gaan vragen, pak een lijkzak, haumie, yeah (Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door Sirenes klinken luid als de lichamen op de grond liggen. Waarom kijk je zo verward, klootzak? Dit is oorlog. Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga, uh Yeah nigga Ik heb m'n pistool zelf gestolen Rock cocaine all by myself Poured propane all on myself Ga zo hard dat ik mezelf kan verwonden Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga Yeah nigga, yeah nigga Yeah, it's Kurupt young motherfuckin' Gotti Still rollin' in the six dont fuck with the Bugatti Kom in deze motherfucker op zoek naar een bitch Waarschijnlijk zoog je op mijn lul en kuste je haar op de lippen. The intrical, South Central Sentinel Get roped and choked, poetical tentacles stretch (Haha) Get roped and choked and rope-a-dope'd Extra overdosis van de okie doke Krijg een nigga gerookt, ik ben geen grap Moe van deze onzin en alles waar jullie allemaal over praten, ze liepen 'em in Ik ben ze eruit gelopen, zij hebben ze erin gepraat, ik heb ze eruit gepraat And I cock back that ox and pow, pow, pow, pow Walk inside, pussy popping, top is popping off Papadopulos neighborhood, roll with 60 bars Ghettotropolis, squeezing pussy like octopuses Toon me waar het geld is, toon me waar de kush is De volgende keer dat je me ziet zal ik waarschijnlijk in de bosjes zitten Dit is de reden waarom ik niet zal neuken met mietjes zoals jij Me, Tyler and Schoolboy Q, we tote 'em (Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door Sirenes worden luid als de lichamen op de grond liggen Waarom kijk je zo verward, klootzak? Dit is oorlog. Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga Yeah nigga, uh, yeah nigga, uh Yeah nigga