Текст песни Bubble Bath Cat feat. Джи Вилкс, Mista L, K-Locsta, Rimsky Tha Rimm - G Cypher

G Funk Flava Official

Yeah - Джи Вилкс in tha building

When I step into tha room, you say: бля, это Джи!
Если ты не потянул, прячься за гаражи
Что я слышу - это фу тупо пердежи
You be actin like a fool, так и запиши
Мой флаг вахлаг, это one love
G-Funk, пиф-паф, бах-бах как Вахтанг
Твой стайл - в бантах на понтах, как так?
Это война, фатальный крах для всех птах
Oh yeah, мы с тобой, парень,
Oh shit, с опасных окраин
Rimsky Tha Rimm, искры из рифм, вайб
Bubble Bath Cat, K Locsta, Mista L, fiyah

Салют кентухи вскрывайте шампэньчик
Flava накинет G Funk-а на вечер
Кот не барыга - он банчит лишь бэнджи
Со мной весь Pound, их каждый движ legend
Слышу по краям псин - это лай стай
Котик делает стиль - это лайфстайл
Хочешь что-то спросить - Курва отстань
У нас всё на мази - браччис дай знать

Burning up the tires
Busting rhymes like a fire
Double N is overcrowded
Slicing up that traffic
Mista L
Fuck sum fools that static
Baby, don’t make it so dramatic
say less
say yes
And we gonna start the process
G-Funk, how do you like the sound?
In the 90s it was all about luv
Why not so now, huh?

Не в цепи облачен
Но я как кот-ученый во всем чёрном
Из тех, кто водит дружбу с самим чертом
Сяду на плечо к почётным обреченным увлечённо
И прочту очередной куплет
Свою хип-хоп речевку
Спроси, о чем - отвечу искренне
Не быть статистом
Все любят риск, покрышек визг или литые диски
И снопы искр, крики на бис, клубы по спискам
Бокалы виски
Судьба артиста перед ней заискивать

Get juice, get gone, back for more
Dolo I'mma roll alone
Hittin corner liquor store
24th 24 inna row
Got any frequencies? Drop all down
Huggin nuttin but a bottle after bottle - glass playa
Even dro can't save a fella sayin best pray
Karma's stitches on them bitches working perfect as a bigger picture
Ain't no talk about them digits when it's pay day fool

G Funk Flava Official

Yeah - G Wilkes in tha building

When I step into tha room, you say: fuck, it's G!
If you can't handle it, hide behind the garages
What I hear is just stupid farts
You be acting like a fool, write it down
My flag is Vakhlag, it's one love
G-Funk, bang-bang, bang-bang like Vakhtang
Your style is in bows on show-offs, how so?
This is war, fatal crash for all birds
Oh yeah, we are with you, boy,
Oh shit, from the dangerous outskirts
Rimsky Tha Rimm, sparks from rhymes, vibe
Bubble Bath Cat, K Locsta, Mista L, fiyah

Salute to the centuha, open up the champagne
Flava will throw on G Funk for the evening
The cat is not a drug dealer - he only peddles banji
With me the whole Pound, their every move is a legend
I hear dogs on the edges - this is a barking pack
Kotik makes style - this is lifestyle
Want to ask something - Kurva leave me alone
Everything is on the right track with us - let me know bracchis

Burning up the tires
Busting rhymes like a fire
Double N is overcrowded
Slicing up that traffic
Mista L
Fuck sum fools that static
Baby, don’t make it so dramatic
say less
say yes
And we're gonna start the process
G-Funk, how do you like the sound?
In the 90s it was all about luv
Why not so now, huh?

Not in chains
But I'm like a cat-scientist in all black
Of those who are friends with the devil himself
I'll sit on the shoulder of the honorable doomed with passion
And I'll read another verse
My hip-hop chant
Ask me what - I'll answer sincerely
Not to be an extra
Everyone loves risk, the screeching of tires or alloy wheels
And sheaves of sparks, shouts for an encore, clubs by lists
Glasses of whiskey
The fate of an artist to curry favor with her

Get juice, get gone, back for more
Dolo I'mma roll alone
Hittin corner liquor store
24th 24 inna row
Got any frequencies? Drop all down
Huggin nuttin but a bottle after bottle - glass playa
Even dro can't save a fella sayin best pray
Karma's stitches on them bitches working perfect as a bigger picture
Ain't no talk about them digits when it's pay day fool