Текст песни Crime Scene (Dikulz) с переводом

Try me, I’ll leave a crime scene

Smashin' down the highway flashin' high beams

Head out the window doin' high speeds (High speeds)

Might be on a crime spree (Crime spree)

Try me, I’ll leave a crime scene

Let me set the scene, outside the bank, it started with 4

Me, Twisted, C. Ray and Z 'bout to come up on a score

Lookin' like we ready for war

Jumped out the van and we charge in the door

Tell 'em all «Get on the floor»

Alarm was ringin', it was hard to ignore

So I tell the bitch turn it off

«Bitch you better just turn it off

Oh, y’all want no violence? Then silence»

Then I just heard a cough

Twisted went off, «Ay, we got a problem?»

Homie told him no but no one knew he told, Twisted went and cocked back and

shot him

They were surprised when he done it

That’s when his wife started runnin'

It got her shot in her stomach

She flew like she got punted

Told him «Listen, you just gotta quit it. Twisted, let me get the shotgun

Yeah, we gotta get up in the vault and get it, only got a minute 'fore the cops

come»

Time to rip off this bank for the scratch

Dip off with Z to the back

Fuck this vault, it’s gettin' jacked

Put large stacks inside of bags

Shit was just crazy, we bagged a milli plus

Told Z it’s time to leave

Yeah, three of us

Sorry, I’ll need to clean him up

I gotta leave abrupt

And now there’s three of us

I started scopin', try’na look for the open just hopin' the robbers go peakin'

up

But hold on

Look around the corner then go on, heart pumpin' and so on, and to keep movin'

with the heater tucked («Quit lookin' at me»)

Anybody move, I’mma beat 'em up with the pistol butt

I’m just try’na leave

'Til I’m out the room, I want everybody face down («Eyes behind your sleeve»)

Don’t make me turn you to Scuba Steven

This ain’t your money so mind your B

(«Everbody thank you for you- I said don’t fuckin' breathe»)

I told you I would slap you wit' it

Just try’na get ghost and

Hop into something

Count this money and split digits (Split digits)

Goddamn these bags are heavy. «Twisted, come get it

I’m havin' trouble, start to run wit' it

Dikulz didn’t make it, think a guard hit him

Come on, homie, hurry up

Not movin' fast enough, gotta step it up

Weapon tucked, cheddar’s up, we pulled it off, rev it up

C. Ray, take this bag and pack it up

Homies, we did it, bruh

Got over a milli to split»

Yeah, the two of us

Money in the bag, load 'em in the trunk

I skrrt, already got the police on our ass

Movin' though the city, only Twisted runnin' wit' me, can’t see where I’m goin'

in this mask

Put the pedal to the carpet, get rid of the whip befo' we hit the hideout

But they’re bankin' on my bumper, they can take a number, runnin' every light

now

Twisted dumpin' out the window, wildin', while I bend the corner,

didn’t see this old bitch («Oh shit»)

Flew over the top, got hit by the cops and did a couple mo' flips

But that gave us a window so fuck it, I’m up on the sidewalk for like 5 blocks

People runnin' resembling livestock, y’all are collateral damage, I’m not

Then I swerve, hit the alley on the right and left a bicycle messenger

sideswiped

Know I gotta keep the mask on, but this shit is really fuckin' with my eyesight

Not to mention the blood on the windshield

No more wiper fluid, so as I maneuver

Got my head hangin' out of the whip still

Got a cop assumin' did your it

And they no longer know our whereabouts

Homie, look, I think I see the warehouse

Pull up, lookin' at the car

Covered in the blood of everybody we just aired out

Change clothes, get the other getaway ride

«Put the money in the trunk, G

Had to snuff Z, quarter milli to a half-»

Now it’s just me

Turned around and went up in the hideout, left a couple bags up in the front

seat

Threw the take up on the table, every stack was there but always fed up when I

dump heat

Shit, I had to do it, it was him or me, I had a funny feelin' wasn’t actin'

right

I took a shower, switch into another fit and check for counterfeits before I

catch a flight

I got the phone to hit the Uber, we on every channel

Fuck, I gotta get up out the situation

Went and grabbed the other bags and watchin' helicopters movin' over top all

while I’m waitin'

Pacin' back and forth all ways, I’m try’na be evasive, I don’t wanna deal with

the troopers

Notification went off, I look down at my phone (Huh?)

There go on my Uber

Hop in the whip and get to dippin', I was trippin', feelin' paranoid

I mean lookin' out the window left and right, we hit the light and then I peep

Maybe if I l play it off and keep lookin' at my watch he’ll never stop us for

no questions

My heart is beating up outta my chest and I look at the cash with a bag full of

weapons

The intersection

Through the light we made a right and now we on our way, yay

«Hit the gas and get to smashin',» told the Uber driver, «This gon' be your pay

day»

Met a couple people for this job and then I killed them all up on the same day

«Homie, you look familiar to me»

If you don’t say

Smashin' down the highway flashin' high beams

Head out the window doin' high speeds (High speeds)

Might be on a crime spree (Crime spree)

Try me, I’ll leave a crime scene

Smashin' down the highway flashin' high beams

Head out the window doin' high speeds (High speeds)

Might be on a crime spree (Crime spree)

Try me, I’ll leave a crime scene