Представляем точный текст композиции "Pour Your 40 Out" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста D12 . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Pour Your 40 Out» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую D12 передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
D12 - "Pour Your 40 Out"
Lyrics to Pour Your 40 Out : [Chorus] Pour your 40 out. (Guzzle It) [8x] Bitch!!! [Bizzare] We fucked up, Let us in the club. One of yall n|ggas gon catch a slug, (Yeah) Im so drunk I could hurl for a month. Any n|gga poppin ****, go to the trunk. D12 start ****, n|gga come get us, 7 Mile Runyan, wild n|ggas wit us, Cause all my n|ggas is talkin that ****. Aint got no problem, with smackin no bitch. Ill have my wife, cut your throat. Blunts, gans, thats all we smoke Wild the **** out, stab you with a knife, Its D12 n|gga, we ready to fuckin fight. [Chorus] [Eminem] Who tryin to be the first one to catch this plate in the throat! You know the po-po dont let me hold them toasters no mo I just cut three people, you gon be number four If you dont back the **** up, and get the **** up off the flo. My crew is takin over as soon as we hit the do You hit the door then we comin in and you goin home. Security that cant even stop us because they know, Runyan Avenue soldiers hold it down wherever we go. Suckin on our 40s and holdin up .44s. We come with toasters like we just opened savings and loans. And we dont need your brew tonight homie we brought our own. So grab whatever you sippin on and lets get it on!!!! [Chorus] [Kuniva] We deep as a ***, we bout to get it crunk you just another punk in the club about to get jumped I settle my vendettas with AKs, Berettas We dont supposed to be in here with our weapons but still they let us. Switchblade, brass knuckles, nickel plated belt buckle. Broken beer bottles, when we walk in you can smell trouble. Elbows flying, n|ggas crying, n|ggas bleeding, you retreating. Run into your car and skatin off, We Ging We make example out of you haters runnin your mouth. You the reason why your peoples is pourin they 40z out. Dirty Dozen whiling, beat n|ggas bloodied. And you gon have to pour out a keg for all your homies. [Chorus] [Proof] I was raised by drunks, so I became a drunk. 80 Proof for this rocker, thats the name I want. Im in the club to beef, you gotta murder me then Only talk to a bitch with burgundy hair. Or the aisle in the back, bump a seven deuce. See that top on that 40, you know its comin loose. See me on the Av. daily, we runnin this ****. If your chick get loud, I g-money that bitch. Packin mags and clips, Ill smash your clique. Because of Proof they put the "G" in the alphabet. Smoking weed, drinking henny, remy, in that jimmy Dont worry if we run out the corner store got plenty. [Chorus] [ Pour Your 40 Out Lyrics ]
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