Текст песни Say Word (Sy Ari Da Kid) с переводом

It’s-It's-It's-It's D-Dash

(Squad!)

I need a healthy free bag

(Burr!)

Diamonds playing freeze tag

(Burr!)

Pussy nigga I bleed swag

(Squad!)

Shout to Reese homie

(What's happening!)

Fuck with niggas on 300

(Oh fuck, niggas!)

They ask me where I been at?

Bitch I been getting money

I Say

300 niggas

(What up?)

300 G’s

(Salute)

Promoters can’t stand us

We show up 300 deep

(Hello!)

I Say it 300 times

We what the streets wanna see

Feel like 300 spartans

Stomping with 600 feet

(Spartans!)

Squad up!

(Squad! Squad!)

Squad up!

(Squad! Squad!)

Squad up!

(Squad! Squad!)

Squad up!

(Squad! Squad!)

Yeah

3−3-300 spartans

Leading and marching

Swimming in women

I’m sleeping with dolphins

(Nah!)

Pay me no need for the bargain

Laughing at broke niggas leasing apartments

People are talking

Saying I’m tripping

I murder 'em

Kill 'em

Then pee on his coffin

(Bah!)

Barking

Sy Ari

Fuck 'em

And leave 'em

They treat 'em like he Mr. Marcus

Mafio!

Ma-Mafio!

No patience for sloppy ho’s

Translee checking in

Checking in

Like the lobby flow

I sign by the x

And get them o’s

Tha-That's a kiss

People that just don’t give a fuck!

Tha-Tha-Tha-That's my niggas

My niggas rolling round with that fully automatic

Illmatic

God damnit

If your bitch get it up

Then you know she gotta have it

I’m on every type of drug

If you know what I mean

If you cross that line

We gon' make that sing

Too much money to be getting

For you to be hating on me

That’s a bitch trait

I’m too real

You too fake

I got two guns

For that toothache

(Ferg's)

My squad full of young niggas

(Young niggas)

Drug dealers

(Aye)

ThunderCats

(Yeeeah)

Chopper punk a nigga like Ashton Kutcher

(Rrrrah!)

Make a nigga dip like a running back

(Yooom!)

Pop up on you like a instant message

(Hee!)

Clapping shit

No jumping jacks

(No!)

My niggas like me

I dun' made this shit clear

(What?)

You front me a pack

I ain’t coming back

(Que!)

Dirt Game niggas

Yeah squad

(Squad!)

K-Camp screaming link up

(Link up!)

300 niggas

That’s 300 mu’fuckers

Trying to get it in by the trucks

(Wassup!)

I’m a hot young nigga

That’ll take your bitch

Too fly

I can land on a cloud

(On a cloud)

Money on me

Your ho on me now

Too turnt and I can’t turn down

Wassup

See I got 300 niggas

That mean it’s 600 pistols

And if you run up

Start talking shit

We gon' let them things hit you

Naw!

Ain’t gotta be no issue

(No, no)

Them things gon' let loose

(Bow, bow!)

Them bullets get to barking

Them biting pit bulls gon' get you

I wet you

Like a pan handle

My whole city

They 'bout the action

I light you up

L.A. gear’s

I’m going in

Like close contractions

Get the picture

Emoji

I rap, butut I had that sack first

Pussy nigga don’t play with me

I am live spelled backwards

If a nigga

Want his issue

He can get it quick

Know my niggas

Got them choppers

They pull up with them sticks

And his bitch’s legs

Now we going hard

I’ll fuck your broad

Guapo fucking with the squad

Dead guys in my pockets

Got me dead man walking

Catch me in the club

Nigga ain’t no talking

I’m swagging with no rhythm

But I’m money walking

Chaz Gotti, I’mma finish

It’s what Slim Dunkin started

Look

King of Clan

Brick Squad

Everybody know me

(Bo!)

I be scrapping niggas low-key

(Bo!)

It’s that Chi hitter Bo D

(Right!)

If you want beef

I got that

These niggas with me OC

If I nod

They popping that heat

(Brrat!)

But I don’t really need it

Cold D

Bo!

Ran-Ran through 300 packs

(Moneeeeey!)

In 300 minutes

Young Bino got a sack

(Young BinoGold!)

And I love to spend it

(Yeeuuuh!)

I’m my own boss

Cap’o

And lieutenant

(Yeeuuuh!)

Great product

Trap star

Bi-Bi-Bi-Bitch I’m winnin'

(Moneeeeey!)

I’m-I'm-I'm squading up

(Squad!)

Ya’ll niggas time is up

(Turn up!)

Stevie Wonder with that chopper

Bitch I’m blind as fuck

(Cheah!)

Put them lighters in the air

One-One time for Dunk

(Pedro!)

Dae Dae got them applications

Sign 'em up

(Doe!)

300 niggas

(Ah!)

That’s 300 triggers

(Yah!)

Ya’ll got 300 niggas

But ya’ll got like zero killers

(Buh, baah!)

We pull up with the pistols

My niggas shoot

They won’t miss him

(Nah!)

Disrespect

We gon' kill him

(You think I’m playing?)

Pop a bean and forget him

I took 'bout $ 300

Built this shit from the gorund

I took 'bout 300 days

I’m trying to turn up my town

Nigga be cool

But you don’t want a problem

I ain’t said a word

But these ho’s gon' flop

New A-Town

And my nigga James

Shit real

Don’t believe just watch

O-O-Okay it’s F Y B

Pu-Put a 300 deep

An-And she say she vegan

But she could still get the meat

Don’t fuck with industry niggas

I fuck with in-the-street niggas

A-A-And I need me a shrink

I’m fucked up mentally nigga

300 niggas

(Leggo!)

We 300 deep

We cut from the same cloth

So it’s like 300 me’s

Homie say he don’t believe

I guess he wanna see

That’s backwards

Cause he’s a vegetable if he wanna beef

Ay

I say them bitch niggas be hiding

(Be hiding)

But real niggas move in silence

(In silence)

Got 300 killers

300 pistols

Better know my niggas be wildin'

(Be wildin')

And every one around be silent

(They silent)

No flaw niggas in my circle

(Close)

Stay street

It’s a code we follow

(Follow)

Only moving’s by them dollars

No-no-no solider but I got troops

(I do!)

A whole bunch goons on the roof

They gon' shoot

(Rrrah!)

Cut the top off the head

Just like a coupe

(Cut it off!)

What you wanna do?

We can fight

We can shoot

(We can do it)

Shit’s getting nasty

(Nasty)

Wrap 'em in the plastic

Throw him in the trash

Now the nigga looking trashy

(Trashy)

Whole clique full of shooters

Just like the Mavericks

(Rrrah!)

We don’t give a fuck

Put a nigga in the casket

(Buh, bow!)

Extendo-Extendo longer than a ruler

(What?)

All my niggas

They shooters

(Bow!)

Place your order in Bermuda

(Go!)

I got more keys than a computer

(Whoa!)

Don’t move wrong

He might shoot ya

(Don't move!)

My team ballin' like Buddha

31 in the clip

Reggie Miller

(Rrrah!)

Put you in the lake

No timber

(Gone!)

300 like Chief Keef

Squad up if you want beef

(Squad up)

I’mma tell you like a OG told me

(What he say?)

Migo plugged, they stocked in the street

(Migooo!)

Wanna go to war like spartans

Hit 'em with the carbine

And I keep the strap

Like Marvin the Martian

Gas and the Glock in the glove compartment

Free Westside

Tell them fuck the sergeant

Okay I’m 300

Million

One more shout

Free Meech nigga

Rap game

In a chokehold like-

(Uuuuhh!)

Go to sleep nigga

Started from the bottom

Now we here mu’fucker

We some real mu’fuckers

And I feel great

I’m Tabius Tate

I’m like Will Smith

I’m a fresh price

And I fill banks!

(LoC, LoC!)

44s and big Glocks

(Bullets!)

Kush, coke, and flip lock

(Put, put!)

Young God gon' flip drop

In big rocks

See the big watch

(Rrrrrrrrr!)

Dope time

Nigga tick tock

Flip flop

Get a big shot

(Bullets!)

Dumb nigga got away punk

Flip fling like a big shot

G-Unit all on my back nigga

I move weight like a fat nigga

N O mane Zan nigga

Throw my set up like bad dinner

Ask yo ho

I’m that nigga

Kidd Kidd kidnap niggas

Hit your family

Bowtie’d

And gift wrap with ya

Merry Christmas

I don’t fall in line

I lead it

Heads up

I’m so conceited

I ain’t never seen a dude that I needed

Say shit once

And I don’t repeat it

Sweden in that B. M

10 stars

They can’t see in

But it ain’t no creepin'

Don’t be sleepin'

Supremacy 300

Knee deep in

Young Eastside nigga

Jacquees

(Jacquees)

In the coupe

Probably doing top speed

(Okay)

Got your girl

And she probably on her knees

(Right)

She 25

But I’m only 19

(Nooooow)

(G-G-Get down, get down)

(Dooooown)

This young nigga bout to blow

(Nooooow)

I can earn my stripes

So that they already know

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Drop 'em aside like Compton

Potato on the tip like condoms

Calculator clip

They don’t want no problem

4−5 Just like a pill

Might pop 'em

Uh

Goon’s that’ll shoot you for a hoodie

Copped a camera man

Just to get the footage

Whole crew gon' mob

And I don’t mean Goodie

Hit him in the head

And he gon' need goodies

Oooooh!

Yes, yes!

You just experienced

Wrath of the Titans

Monsters unite

And it went down

Heavy, heavy, heavy

Ruuuuuuuow