Представляем точный текст композиции "Bend N Stretch" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jim Jones . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Bend N Stretch» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jim Jones передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jim Jones - "Bend N Stretch"
Lyrics to Bend N Stretch : Blackout Music [Chorus: Jim Jones] Bend, Eastside could you stretch then bend Westside could you stretch then bend Southside could you stretch then bend Midwest could you stretch then bend N.Y.C. could you stretch then bend M-I-A could you stretch then bend A-T-L wont you stretch then bend St. Louis wont you stretch then bend [Jim Jones] I guess you hear that Im a live wire (say what) Loose nigga and a 5 rider Run with the citys biggest drug dealers (DipSet) For you sissy rap fuck niggaz (fuck em) Yeah we pistol packin, bust niggaz (bang bang) Never worry bout the spotlight (nuh-uh) This star nigga keep the glock tight (thats right) Thats for the jackers at the spotlight (watch em) To live and die in the streets of New York We gettin by, pumpin diesel and snort Im gettin high in the seats of my Porsche Federales love to see me in court And tell the Lord I hope you keep me in thought (pray for me) But Im a G, who gives a fuck what you think And fuck the Ds, roll my weed and fill my cup full of drink You got some beef, then we gotta do it You got some kis, show you how to move it (uh-huh) And four birdsll get a extra pigeon (what else) And thats a bird with an extra clip in We on the curb where my niggaz dealin Thats how my niggaz livin [Chorus] [Jim Jones] So now we ballin in the major leagues Yellow bottles and some hazy weed (Cristal) Got some models with that Maybeline (so pretty) Fancy rides, pushin major speeds (Westside) Westside when we race the Beems (Eastside) Break laws til the day I leave (no doubt) Hardcore and a brazy G (Eastside) Yo pull the bar when we makin cheese (Harlem) "Harlem World," so "Double Up" (oh) And all my girls still love a thug A heartthrob and a wild rebel I park cars through the foul ghetto (so what) A rolling stone but I hold my own (then what) These golden stones have you niggaz on press I hold the chrome so you niggaz dont step (watch it) You better party, do your bend and your stretch And its a promise, I aint sendin no threats (I promise you) Sheeit, DipSet, the new mob niggaz No need to ask cause you know we on our job nigga [Chorus] [Jim Jones] To all my bitches wearin thick incense (hey girl) You know it tickles when you kiss my neck (stop that) Them icicles on my wrist and neck (blingin) Your wife wit you well dont disrespect (sup nigga) Could be an issue, keep yo bitch in check (fuck that bitch) My thug aura make a bitch loose (uh-uh) It aint a party til the Dips do it (bird game) Smokin reefer, screamin Eastside (purple) Loaded heaters, thats how we ride (we ride) All the time was my reply, Im from the G-side (G-side) Checkin for hotties thats sexy in {'} Seven jeans and Giuseppes and Notis, we ask at the party You tryin to slide let me know somethin Hop in the ride we can blow somethin (that purple) Baby no lie I give you no stuntin (no frontin) Duckin pictures from the paparazzi (watch the cameras) Tuck your fifth up in my Maseratti (we loaded) Shit, I park the whip in front of the project lobby I keep it gully and the car all foggy, muhfuckers just [Chorus] [ Bend N Stretch Lyrics ]
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