Представляем точный текст композиции "5 Deuce - 4 Tre" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Backbone . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «5 Deuce - 4 Tre» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Backbone передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Backbone - "5 Deuce - 4 Tre"
Lyrics to 5 Deuce - 4 Tre : [In background of hook:] Hey, hey, hey, hey [Hook] Im still buckin like five, deuce, four, tre Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell em) Im still buckin like five, deuce, four, tre (Im Mr. Fat Face) I come through swervin (somebody better tell em) Im still buckin like five, deuce, four, tre Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell em) Im still buckin like five, deuce, four, tre (Im Mr. Fat Face) I come through swervin (somebody better tell em) [Verse 1] Im border, grit on that killer They call it Front Street, know about it nigga He work the concretes til break daylight You see him post up in the cut, how many' I aint servin nothin but pure products I swerk that walk, qoute that slang, choke that thang Im talkin bout "I aint dressin", nothin but pain Keep the Cheverolet funked out I aint fuckin witcha girl less yall trunked out I come through, tear that ass up Whippin new grain and he all glassed up You see us swervin on some seventeen-nines Mr. F.F., Ima stay bright everytime [Hook] [Verse 2] Talk a dollar outta dime, drinkin liq wit lime Pull out sideways and leave these suckas from the line Over time, like ten til, see em grin with the grill Superclean see a gleam through the windsheild Its everyday like the clock tick Hit me with some super thick up in the cockpit Its off limits baby, you see the handstiched material Workin the original interial Up in a coma, get he and Bean up out the trunk I step on stage and get the whole place crunk Always garuntee freind-shh yall You shoulda rocked the microphone to this, yall Yes sir, hold on, hold the dice Set these down, then Im gone One more shot cause Im on tonight I shook another fifty-two Now tell me what do they wants to do' [Hook] [Verse 3] I supply these motherfuckers with the right dosage Now hear, bust it open, get it smokin, thats him Sack it up and watch it jump out the gym Shorty told you what it is when you come through here This sucker emcee say he lookin for me Tell him, aint nothin nigga, is you the police When I put the mic down they say they found residue And the laws wanna charge me for verbal abuse Blow smoke up out the roof, cause they aint got no proof Six-eights, skate Decatur, they ass through, Im sayin Go getcha ass bread, ya undertsand Man these niggas think Im playin (Man they boy for real) [Hook] [scratching] Five, deuce, four, tre Shawt, shawty [repeat to fade] [ 5 Deuce - 4 Tre Lyrics ]
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