Представляем точный текст композиции "Da Land" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Dirty . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Da Land» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Dirty передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Dirty - "Da Land"
Lyrics to Da Land : (feat. Burn One, Mr. Blue, Pimpin Small) Yeah Dirty up in here son Its the original, the Haitian straight from Kingston the Virgin Island Better known for the Swamp Come doooooown!! [The Pimp] Now Im up early in the mornin scratchin my ass (ughhh) Pick out my black and cream gators with the shirt to match Hop in the shower and Im back later 6 minutes flat Brush all my gold teeth then I hop in the Lac (okay) You see them all gold rims, they 250 like that Them junkies down the streetll shine em for a nickel of crack I got them woofers in the back shakin the trunk like that If I aint rollin Eightball, hell Im beatin that Outkast Since Im on this side now let me get me a sack I get my wood from Pimpin Small cause they obese and fat Before I get to his house shit Ill probably smoke me a black Or hit the store and buy me some Newports in a soft pack And I dont even like cigarettes cause Im a weed-head fiend When I smell that wood nigga its like the first day of spring Shit be good to a nigga, let me get 2 for 15 Really 10 cause I owe ya 5 from last week Cause we gon ride and ball all day Turn off of ' Street and hit ' Parkplace I got that crack that cut like butter nigga Parkay Now did you get that, Im finna pass P the coke I see my kinfolks, my Crips and Bloods slangin dope And thats why cause theres plenty junkies out here smoked We hit the Boulevard headed to the liquor store Thats kinda odd you didnt hear the Pimp freak a hoe I hit the Eastside and get some head Im out the do Now Im on the Westside where the money flow Money flow, money flow, money flow, money flow, money flow [Hook] Weeeell we in Da Land where these niggaz got love for the cash Da Land where these niggaz dump slugs in yo ass Da Land where these niggaz ride vogues on triple golds Da Land where these niggaz stay hi off weed smoke Thats why I love Montgomery like I love women Cause every nigga from the Gump got a little thug in em I love Montgomery like I love women Cause every nigga from the Gump got a little thug in em [Pimpin Small] You know the Roly I sport it keep on windin All that flossin on gold it be on tires Any track my voice on must be the finest You check yo ice you check my ice, my ice the shinest '''' I cant deny it A junkie hi off weed is how youll find me My name is Small but Im not small timin Im with them Dirty Boys and all I do is ride shit [Burn One] Now if you catch me with yo girl youll probably spray at me But when them junkies want them dubs they throw that pay at me Im Da Burn One shawty, them hoes stay at me So since Im with them Dirty Boys throw some play at me I got some niggaz thatll ride all day with me And when that shit poppin off they bust a K with me Now if you see me in my hood nigga wave at me And if you got that killa wood throw some hay at me [Hook] [Mr. Blue] That nigga Blue off in this bitch Im hollerin Dirty for life Keep on spittin out that shit that make them niggaz rewind Keep on spittin out that shit that make them niggaz do time Keep on spittin out that shit that make them hoes recline Ride my Chevy through the Gump and niggaz know that its mine Cause my headlights be on and all my gold teeth shine (bling) Love the Gump like I love Dirty, girls, and rhymes And Im gon love it till the day the Lord holds it down [Mr. G] Now down here we quick to buck fool, niggaz quick to rush you So you haters better watch what you say Oooh my nigga when we smoked out, niggaz gettin choked out We let them automatic 9 millis spray Now we in Da Land where them drugs be too clout, them hoes smoke you out When them niggaz talk shit we run up in them niggaz house We them niggaz from the Gump it aint so hard to believe Collide with these and nigga you gon get yourself '' I got much love for my city, nothin but thugs in my city If you lookin for some head we got scrubs that give plenty And it dont take much, just some weed and some Remy Theyll break ya off quick and wont ask for a penny We stay ridin in them Lacs, boy we deep in the back Cause my city aint no act, well lay ya down flat Shit I know my clique a mess and they dont care nothin bout the rest We gon lock this bitch down and make these niggaz show respect [Hook] Yeeeeeah, for real Dirty Organization My nigga Big Pimp, Mr. G, Pimpin Small, Da Burn One, Mr. Blue And you know last but not least the Haitian, you know One time [ Da Land Lyrics ]
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