Текст песни 93 'Til Infinity (Souls Of Mischief) с переводом

Yo, whassup? This is Tajai of the mighty Souls of Mischief crew

I’m chillin' with my man Phesto, my man A-Plus

And my man Op', you know he’s dope (Yo, yo, yeah)

But right now, y’know, we just maxin' in the studio

We hailin' from East Oakland, California

And, um, sometime, s it gets a little hectic out there

(Haha, we just chilling)

But right now, yo, we gonna up you on how we just chill

Dial the seven digits, call up Bridgette

Her man’s a midget; plus she got friends, yo, I can dig it

Here’s a 40, swig it, you know it’s frigid

I got 'em chillin' in the cooler, break out the ruler

Damn! That’s the fattest stog' I ever seen

The weather’s heat in Cali

Gettin' weeded makes it feel like Maui

Now we feel the good vibrations

So many females, so much inspiration

I get inspired by the blunts too! (Too)

I’ll front you (You), if you hang with a bunk crew (Chump)

I roam the strip for bones to pick

When I find one, I’m done

Take her home and quickly do this (Yep)

I need not explain this (Nah)

A-Plus is famous, so get the Amos

Hey, Miss! Who’s there? I’m through there

No time to do hair; the flick’s at eight, so get straight

You look great-let's grub now

A rubdown sounds flavor, later there’s the theatre (That's nice shit)

We in the cut, the cinema was mediocre

Take her to the crib so I can stroke her

Kids get broke for their skins when I’m in

Close range, I throws game at your dip

Like handball, ‘cause the man’s all that

All phat, I be the chill from 93 'til

Yeah, this is how we chill from 93 'til

This is how we chill from 93 'til

This is how we chill from 93 'til

This is how we chill from 93 'til

Uh-huh, this is how we chill from 93 'til

This is how we chill from 93 'til

This is how we chill from 93 'til

This is how we chill… from 93 'til

Huh, my black Timbs do me well (Yeah)

When I see a fool and he says he heard me tell (What?)

Another person’s busy-ness, I cause dizziness

Until you stop acting like a silly bitch

Yo, crews are jealous 'cause we get props

The cops wanna stop our fun, but the top

Is where we’re dwellin', swell and fat, no sleep

I work fit, and jerks get their hoes sweeped

Under their noses, this bro’s quick

They hit blunts and flip once

I’m chillin', ‘cause my crew’s close, kid

I’m posted, most kids accept this as cool

I exit, ‘cause I’m an exception to the rule (Or not!)

I’m steppin' to the cool spots where crews flock

To snare a dip, or see where the shit that’s flam-bee

Blam leakin' out his pocket

So I got tons of indo and go to the Owen’s basement

My ace been fattenin' up tracks

Time to get prolific with the whiz kid

Greenbacks in stacks, don’t even ask

Who got the fat sacks? We can max pumpin' fat tracks

Exchangin' facts about impacts, ‘cause in facts

My freestyle talent overpowers, brothers can’t hack it

They lack wit, we got the mack shit

'93 to infinity-kill all that wack shit!

Ah, this is how we chill from 93 'til

This is how we chill from 93 'til

This is how we chill from 93 'til

This is how we chill from 93 'til

Yeah, this is how we chill from 93 'til (Uh-huh)

This is how we chill from 93 'til

This is how we chill from 93 until

This is how we chill from 93 'til (Yeah)

I be coolin', school’s in session, but I’m fresh in

Rappin', so I take time off to never rhyme soft

I’m off on my own shit

With my own clique, roll many backroads

With a fat stog' and blunts, foldin' runts

Holdin' stunts captive with my persona

Plus a bomber, zestin'

Niggas is testin' my patience, but I stay fresh, and …

Restin' at the mall, attendance on 'noid (Get off!)

But I am shoppin' for my wish to exploit

Some ill fits, some new kicks

I often do this, ‘cause it’s the pits not being dipped

Flipped! The flyer attire females desire

Baby, you can step to this if you admire

The ex… traordinary, dapper rapper

Keep tabs on your main squeeze before I tap her

I mack her, attack her with the smoothness

I do this, peepin' what my crew gets, huh! (Shit)

Loot, props, respect, and blunts to pass

Crews talk shit, but in my face, they kiss my ass (Smack!)

They bite flows, but we make up new ones

If you’re really dope, why ain’t you signed yet?

But I get my loot from Jive/Zomba, I’ma bomb ya

You will see, from now 'til infinity

Ahhh (Yeah), this is how we chill from 93 'til

This is how we chill from 93 'til

Huh! This is how we chill from 93 'til

Yeah! This is how we chill from 93 'til

Aww, yeah, this is how we chill from 93 'til

This is how we chill from 93 'til

Yeah, this is how we chill from 93 'til

This is how we chill from 93 'til

Haha! Just coolin' out, y’know what I’m sayin'?

But, but who’s chillin' around the land, y’know?

Yo, who’s chillin'? I think I know who’s chillin'

Yeah, tell me who’s chillin' then, Plus

Casual-you know he’s chillin'

Yo, Pep Love-he gotta be chillin'

Jay-Biz-you know he’s chillin'

Ayo, man, my—my man Snupe is chillin', man

Yo, Mike G-you know he’s here chillin'

Yeah, my man Mike P-you know he gotta chill

Del the Funky Homosapien is chillin'

Aye, aye, my man Domino-yo, he’s chillin'

Yeah…& it’s like that, yeah

Yeah, ill

I could do that

You know what I’m saying? Peace