Представляем точный текст композиции "Lets Get Fucked Up" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Lets Get Fucked Up» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
57th Street Rogue Dog Villians - "Lets Get Fucked Up"
Lyrics to Lets Get Fucked Up : (feat. Tech N9ne) [CHORUS:] Lets get fucked up Lets get high lets get drunk Lets get fucked up We got that weed that aint no punk Lets get fucked up Lets get high lets get drunk Lets get fucked up Pumpin highlanders in the trunk Lets get fucked up [BAKARII:] Nigga, This is Kansas City You got me fucked up Highland and Shortnitty Nigga we can knuckle up I got fifty-six with me Strickly for my rouges With me until they lift me We can meet for shows I see they lovin us So let the world know They hoes is fuckin us If not, they hoes go My villians and me yellin We relish until we perish Original rock wellers My niggas and me releasin Bone and CDs With money steady increasin For houlagans like me Money by all means Smokers gone pay for daytons Smokin on collard greens But mobbin off in a eighty 56th and highland Livin and never dieing Young, heartless tyrants [BAKARII:] Man yah gone fuck or what' Lets get fucked up! [T-WILL:] I dont think they are, man Lets get fucked up! [BAKARII:] Bitches gotta get out if they aint gone fuck you know what Im sayin Lets get fucked up! [T-WILL:] Here comes T-Will bringing the heat from the streets Ima 5-6 vill You wanna drink come with me Now Im rollin with my dawgs Nigga where yah bout to be' On our way around the park Nigga, you go get the weed Now the parties on! Got the liqour and the hoes And it wont be long Before we gettin em out they clothes Nigga show some love Where the weed, pass the bud' The hoes wanna fuck If you cant fuck, pass the rug Let a real nigga do it! Cause you know I aint no punk Off the fifty-one fluid Gettin blowed, getting drunk Spittin shit, smokin blunts Thats all a nigga do If I get too drunk Rogue doggin it with my crew Never givin a FUCK!! Now my head startin to spin Dont wanna upchuck Open a window, I need some wind Now Im on the floor Nigga, leave me alone You dont need no more Too drunk to drive home! [CHORUS] [BIG SCOOB:] Got these dogs on a hunt Lets get fucked up! Smokin them honey coniac blunts Lets get fucked up Tried to quit, but now Im back Still gettin fucked up Pump them heater, spray the pack Mic check one, two Its them rouge dog villians And we come for you Stick em up, touch the ceiling Lets all get drunk I got the thick one in the back And I wanna get fucked First night, like a mac Fuck a hoe, neva trust We all about the bucks Coch it back and kick the clutch So them fakers cant touch Master blaster cause disaster I wanna go out in a blaze Set the glass on the dasher Paw prints on my gage So much money to be made Lets all get paid Get the cluch of red spaids Good fellas on a rage Hungry, hungry eat em up Its a must that I bust When Im on stage, on my nuts Lets get fucked up! [SHORT NITTY:] Nigga I will dump I got my thang off in the trunk I aint lookin for no funk Tryna find some hoes to fuck Man, I want my johnson sucked Bakariis puffin on the blunt While Im steady gettin drunk As we swerve off in the burbs Rimmy got my hoppin curves Now Im smashin to the land Fifty-six is where Im in Now my heaters close at hand Heard these haters makin plans Tryna get me for my grands Its the world of Short-Nitty Now I got my villians with me On the corner, countin my scrill On a mission, around the balls Got to pick up one more dog Hes over from Ikes up from Pauls Man, Im speakin of Don and Questions Yall done heard him on them records And he gets them bitches naked Man, let me hit it for a second [CHORUS] [TECH N9NE:] Nina, give me 1-5-1 With that pine up over straight Plus that Malibu Rum Got these hoes and I cant wait Yums make me cum And the know what I want to do Get yah straight stuck Get em all of CariBuLoom So I can fuck When Im rollin with my dogs Hit the burb on swole Bitches know that we hogs So they dress like hoes They can come without them draws They dont get ner dime And if you aint with it, fuck yah Yah dont know tech n9ne I ma highlander, til I die On Midwest Side Never gettin drunk, Im gettin high Bumpin cloudy eyed Givin mean mugs to my foes We can all square off Nigga well fight all of yah hoes We dont neva wanna talk Now the parties hella packed Hoes straight star struck Givin blow jobs in the back Bustin fat ass nuts Tell ya partners, tell ya friends Even though we thru up Fuck it, tommorow well do it again! Lets get fucked up! 5-6 vill, 5-6 vill, 5-6 vill "Yah drunk yet, Yah high yet' 5-6 vill [CHORUS] [ Lets Get Fucked Up Lyrics ]
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