Представляем точный текст композиции "War" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Dipset . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «War» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Dipset передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Dipset - "War"
Lyrics to War : [Intro: Hell Rell] Yea this sound like a movie right here Well fuck it, here go the soundtrack! Bullets & Gunsmoke! DIPSET! [Hell Rell] Now... If we was playing pro-ball, every game Id be slamming on em Step on my competition, yeah Duke Im standing on them I ran up on em, pussy aint have his hammer on him pulled the cannon on em, blammed it on em, til I jammed it on em I got some A-rabs hitting me with coke And when we on the phone we be speaking in some codes A camel is an ounce, a kufi is a brick Tell him I need 5 kufis, and meet me on the strip Yeah I know "Stafalla", but Im tryna cop some cars Run up in the club thats popping and cop the bar And everything I hear is garbage to me You know where I be faggot, bring the drama to me Im Presidential nigga, Bushll pay homage to me Im putting in alot of work man acknowledge a G.... Yes, yes, a G I am, holla if you need some grams Im poppin off by myself I dont need no Cam I dont need you Jim, Juelz I got these niggaz I dont care if they small or some stocky niggaz I just grace em then erase em, I forgot these niggaz.... What they name again'....What they claim again' Yeah these faggots hated, cause Im they rappers favorite You procrastinated so I got you assasinated Shoot em up, bang bang, bullets in his Red Monkeys Thought he was a gorilla' Nah, he a dead monkey [Hook x2: CamRon] WE BLASTIN BIG TECS (TECS!) CASHIN BIG CHECKS (CH-CHING!) NIGGAS TALKING RIGHT'....I AINT HEARD SHIT YET! (NOPE!) WELL LEAVE THE DUDE FLOODED, AND HIS BITCH WET (WET) AND THE KIDS GO....."LOOK DAD DIPSET!" [CamRon] DIIIIPSET! If this was football, Id be scoring touchdowns (TOUCHDOOOWN!) Its the circus though, I see some tough clowns (clowns) I dont need you Rell (nope), nor Duke Da God (no Duke) No 40 or J.R, I go stupid hard (stupid hard!) What you dealing pops' How you feeling ock' (how you feel') My floors come up, walls spin, ceiling drop (DROP!) Not the crib thats the car when I wheel or not (not a house) Plus a partition....bath, bar, kitchen Yeah, pa shittin (shitting), they say yall didnt (YES WE DID!) Every car driven....yeah from hard living (hard living) Hang with Mariah, spent the night with Vivica Every tabloid asking Cam "what you did with her"' (did with her') Just friends dog, "word to eveerything"' YES, word to everything now focus on this heavy bling Eat at Reyos....Fettucini, Spaghetti things Cheddy heavy so fuck being some petty king (fuck all that) Cant be nice right' Cant be arrogant I stab a bitch over ice, "Nancy Kerrigan" Slash Tonya Harding, see the mobsters mobbing You dont like us right' We got ya momma boppin (true) She look like Amy Fisher, "dont the Range be bigger"' (usually) Thats a baby mama car you cant game me nigga My Royce a quarter mill, chain a half a mill Earrings another 3 quarter mill, you ought to chill [Hook] [ War Lyrics ]
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