Представляем точный текст композиции "Ambulance" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Fam-Lay . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Ambulance» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Fam-Lay передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Fam-Lay - "Ambulance"
Lyrics to Ambulance : (feat. Pharrell Williams) [Fam-Lay] Uh! [Pre-Chorus: Fam-Lay] If you hear a shot nigga, think of me! Cause if theres a stressin theres no question Im a ride Just conceal my gun in D! Ill fulfill my requests if you heard that I die A thousand niggaz jumping, a thousand niggaz bowing Niggaz making money, a thousand niggaz throwing Thousand niggaz slanging, a thousand niggaz banging Selling that H nigga, selling that caine [Chorus: Pharrell Williams] [x8] Here come the ambulance! (woo! woo! woo! woo! woo!) [Verse: Fam-Lay] Uh! Fam-Lay uhh! I bet you heard of me But theres some cowards out there who tried to murder me Now they got em in ICU Surgery Cause I burnt their ass up to the 3rd degree I got that H, I got that D And if you need it homie you can get a pack from me Word on the street is that them people after me But Im a scrambler, wont let em capture me I got my bag, a case of gin Pocket full of, tattoos all in my skin We got gold teeth (uh) ducking them police On the corner all night getting no sleep This how we do, how real is this Im from Shark City, big fish eat little fish (Norfolk!) This is my hood, and Im a represent Ive been riding round wit shotguns ever since [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] [Verse: Fam-Lay] Chicks is braiding hair, fellas out clocking Chilrin everywhere, old folks is out watching Gotta be +Train To Go+ in this harsh world Full of nothing but hood niggaz and park girls We all down to ride, for that homicide We prepared to go long as the drama ride Run up on your roads, open your suicide door Take the umbrella and treat it like a 2 by 4 We are ignorant, we dont give a shit Fuck who started it long as we finish it Come up to your club, got a thousand deep All the six of us waking you out your sleep I dont give a fuck, let the corner pick em up From what I did to em, left his corner spitting up We could go to war, till the death of me If you want beef, WE got the recipe [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] [Verse: Fam-Lay] Pharrell put me here, to put these streets on lock Now that Im in here, we cant be stopped (Star Trak!) Im a carry it raw, till the day I die And keep it street, as days go by Im in erry spot, the rawest clubs Im on erry block, wit all the thugs My family locked up, know what this about Got enough couzins wit me to get you out [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] [ Ambulance Lyrics ]
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