Представляем точный текст композиции "Git Cha Handz Off Me" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Dirty . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Git Cha Handz Off Me» — 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 - "Git Cha Handz Off Me"
Lyrics to Git Cha Handz Off Me : Get ya hands off me, get ya hands off me Get ya hands off me, (errry) get ya hands off me Get ya hands off me, get ya hands off me You better tell em, you better tell em Get ya hands off me You better tell em [Verse 1: Big Pimp] Im comin down the street in my candy painted Chevrolet Twenty-four inch chrome spinners got that Chevy skatin Down the boulevard, its kinda odd the way its levitatin Six 15s in the trunk got that Chevy shakin I aint een have my music crunk, now they tryin to play me Every time they stop me they dont get nothin so I know they hatin (not to day) Im slippin ridin dirty with a ounce of hay Ima show em today the way this 350 can run like Walter Payton I done already ate the weed, so it aint no need for the cops chasin I pull to the side of the street, give him my ID and registration "Im headed to the daycare center officer, to get my babies If I keep bein late pick em up, then DHR a take em" He told me he dont give a FUCK He dont care nothin bout my situation Well I aint give a (fuck) The way the front do knocked down on the pavement That goes to show you how they act around holidays and Christmas season Just to get that bonus they get to stoppin niggaz for no damn reason (no damn reason) [Chorus] Police get ya hands off me, nigga stop touchin us If we aint did nothin, why the fuck you cuffin us I know you probably smell that killer dank but that dont mean nothin I dont give a damn what you think you aint seen nothin Police get ya hands off me, nigga get ya hands off me Police get ya hands off me, ni-nigga get ya hands off me Police get ya hands off me, nigga get ya hands off me Police get ya hands off me, get yo motherfuckin hands off me [Verse 2: Mr. G-stracka] Why the pigs out to get me, why they always fuckin wit me Seem like them bitches pickin, and that shit be fuckin wit me All the time they mean-muggin, lookin hard at me for nothin Why the hell you mean-muggin, tell me what you see cousin Gangsta gonna stay thuggin, always pistol huggin But my shit legit, and my permit allows the shit in public Long as its concealed, I know my rights so I think nothing of it All up in my grill, gon make you feel the way the steele be bustin Never knew a pig I trusted, cause they never let ya free Have a nigga on TV, runnin from the MPD Catch me or you gon get beat, arrest me if Im sellin kis But you cant, cause you aint... seen a nigga sellin kis Take off all that uniform, put away that badge and gun Step off in this grass and lawn, one-on-one we can taunt Scared of that, aint you son' You dont want my hands to touch ya So when you pull me over busta, dont be tryin to handcuff us [Chorus x2] [ Git Cha Handz Off Me Lyrics ]
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