Текст песни Stop That (Joey Cool) с переводом

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Look cut that shit out

Cut it out

Stop that, stop that, you ain’t really 'bout that

Little nigga, you ain’t really got that

Go on 'head, tell 'em why you upset

Stop that, right now

I don’t want it either nigga, quiet down

Fucking with the Swank, boy you might drown

I be in the cut with the lights down, with the light down

I’m good, little Joey Cool, nigga what’s hood?

I been on the scene for a long time

Long resume, it should be understood

Don’t nobody wanna put the work in

But they wanna feel entitled with the perks and

Then they pass it to the back of stage with the skirts

Still wouldn’t know what to do with, take a bottle of Jergens and fucking jerk

it

Wait for it, I don’t think you want it with the Swank Lord

I be in your house like it’s foreclosed

I don’t think you want it with the bank boy

Money coming in, gotta make more

They don’t give it to you, gotta take more

I done did some bad shit in my day

Beat a nigga ass with a skateboard

Came a long way from the mixtapes

I be walkin' around like I’m 6'8″

'07, house party out in Pit State

'17, Red Rocks, nigga shit’s great

I remember meeting Tech at the Mixplate

Shoot, it was me, Zoo, Vi and Jay (B. Hood)

Niggas talk about dudes, I done been paid

I guess I gotta give a cool little history

Oh you little shit-stains

Stop that, stop that, you ain’t really 'bout that

Little nigga, you ain’t really got that

Go on 'head, tell 'em why you upset

Stop that, right now

I don’t want it either nigga, quiet down

Fucking with the Swank, boy you might drown

I be in the cut with the lights down, with the light down

Stop that, stop that, you ain’t really 'bout that

Little nigga, you ain’t really got that

Go on 'head, tell 'em why you upset

Stop that, right now

I don’t want it either nigga, quiet down

Fucking with the Swank, boy you might drown

I be in the cut with the lights down, with the light down

Fun facts, I was like this in the nutsack

Mom said pops was a thug jack

Prolly why I bug is because that

Spaz on a nigga type DNA

Blacked out in a club, I’ma be okay

Blacked out on the stage, I’ma be okay

And if you don’t believe it, go back to the resume

Matter of fact, I did it yesterday

You don’t want the phone

I know a nigga with The Punisher up in the trunk

I know a nigga with the chopper sitting on the couch

A couple niggas with a milli sittin' in the house

And I ain’t bangin' but the niggas know I get respect

They give it back and I ain’t even have to send 'em yet

See I been doing this for years, now I get a check

For every time I step up in somebody city and I take a motherfucking breath

Look it nigga, one two

It’s Coolie baby with the crown, who the fuck you?

Said I’ma be up in your town shit like come through

You ain’t gon' come for nigga down having fun boo (What?!)

Wait for it, I don’t think you want it with the Swank Lord

I be in your house like it’s foreclosed

I don’t think you want it with the bank boy

What the fuck you think boy?

Stop that, stop that, you ain’t really 'bout that

Little nigga, you ain’t really got that

Go on 'head, tell 'em why you upset

Stop that, right now

I don’t want it either nigga, quiet down

Fucking with the Swank, boy you might drown

I be in the cut with the lights down, with the light down

Stop that, stop that, you ain’t really 'bout that

Little nigga, you ain’t really got that

Go on 'head, tell 'em why you upset

Stop that, right now

I don’t want it either nigga, quiet down

Fucking with the Swank, boy you might drown

I be in the cut with the lights down, with the light down

Skrrt, stop that, pause on 'em like a fade with a bobcat

You a broad, put a fade where your bob at

Better weave when I charge her, dodge that

I done came a long way from them job apps

People like where your boss at? I’m that

Until you niggas hating on me 'cause where I’m at

Nigga I’m Bed, Bath, & Beyond that

Nigga where your mom at

Never could I be stuck in the hood so this is not trap

They been hating, talking about your fans are non-black

Calling them the enemy, they the reason I got racks

Talking to me, when I Call of Duty, are your ops black?

Get the fuck out your feelings 'fore I pop caps

Like I opened a soda after I shook it, got that?

Don’t be dragging it like the symbol of Mortal Kombat

Bumping fake niggas when they sign, contract

Killing the mic and I’m murderin' everything when I drop tracks

Your bitch on my tour bus getting lifted like launch pads

You don’t wanna smoke like a mini swisher, a dime bag

I’m a different nigga, you can’t compare me to contrast (my bad)

I figured I’m kickin' some wicked shit on this bomb track

Lick the wick on the bomb jack

Danielson when I handle 'em with the physical contact

I’m speakin' the vision, niggas can’t see me like Pac tracks

Tell 'em Joey

Stop that, stop that, you ain’t really 'bout that

Little nigga, you ain’t really got that

Go on 'head, tell 'em why you upset

Stop that, right now

I don’t want it either nigga, quiet down

Fucking with the Swank, boy you might drown

I be in the cut with the lights down, with the light down

Stop that, stop that, you ain’t really 'bout that

Little nigga, you ain’t really got that

Go on 'head, tell 'em why you upset

Stop that, right now

I don’t want it either nigga, quiet down

Fucking with the Swank, boy you might drown

I be in the cut with the lights down, with the light down