• А
  • Б
  • В
  • Г
  • Д
  • Е
  • Ж
  • З
  • И
  • К
  • Л
  • М
  • Н
  • О
  • П
  • Р
  • С
  • Т
  • У
  • Ф
  • Х
  • Ц
  • Ч
  • Ш
  • Э
  • Ю
  • Я
  • A
  • B
  • C
  • D
  • E
  • F
  • G
  • H
  • I
  • J
  • K
  • L
  • M
  • N
  • O
  • P
  • Q
  • R
  • S
  • T
  • U
  • V
  • W
  • X
  • Y
  • Z
  • #
  • Текст песни Tech N9ne - Worldwide Choppers

    Просмотров: 36
    0 чел. считают текст песни верным
    0 чел. считают текст песни неверным
    На этой странице находится текст песни Tech N9ne - Worldwide Choppers, а также перевод песни и видео или клип.
    Ceza

    Sen kalk bi’ mini mikrofonunu get bak shot
    Burda diktafonuna tak kâğıt kalem bir de ilham alınacak
    Tam gaz Choppers havada düşmana buna
    Çıkalım akalım hadi bu battle’ı kazanalım

    (It started in the Midwest)
    (Now we ’bout to take it)
    (All over the world, baby!)
    (This is the pinnacle!)
    (Yeah, Tech N9ne!)
    Tech N9ne

    Follow me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on Sickology
    They could never manage, we do damage wit’ no apology
    Pick ‘em out the panic, a little manic ’cause I gotta be
    Frantic, I’ma jam it ’cause I’m an oddity
    Down for the trackin’ like I’m grabbin’ at my binoculars
    I could pop at you, papa, ’cause I’m partners wit’ Waka Flocka
    Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch ‘im make ‘em rock
    With a show-stopper, chakras poppin’ off the (Worldwide Choppers)
    If you anybody, you notice it
    Tech is the pinnacle, now the ideal nigga solos it
    Little coders to pull again, wrote it quick and they quoted it
    Yo, when exposed, the flow be hold it, ’cause when the motor spit
    A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never did get free of the rear
    Better to get just near the mirror, ready to get near my heirs
    Gimme the knock and I’ma chop it, he came and it went tomorrow
    But I’ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas
    Hit ‘em up and get ‘em up, I ain’t done, I ain’t did enough
    Trippin’ when I rip it, I be the X when I split ‘em up
    Sorta like I was liquored up and backin’ up in the cup
    Everybody be knowin’ I be actin’ up when I bust
    From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin’ the stamina
    If you never been a fan of the man, the planet’s unanimous
    Killer, ’cause he’ll fuck anybody, Tech is calamitous
    Leave ‘em in the dust, anybody, Tech when I’m standin’, uh
    Tech is hostile, he’s awful
    He really be wicked when he off in the bottle
    You wit’ it, you dig it, you never lost the apostle
    He’s thinkin’ he can give it the Poe and toss it Picasso
    Killin’ everybody off is the motto
    And I be the only chopper that’s tossed in the brothel
    You said it’s pathetic, my head is off in the taco
    I sped and you bled and you in the coffin when I go

    I’m light years ahead of my peers
    Want some, you can come bring it right here (Worldwide choppers)
    Can’t clown me, don’t come ’round me
    Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

    (K.C.)
    J.L.

    Check it, I’m ahead of ‘em, chop it up with the veteran
    A legend developin’, they gotta tell ‘im it’s evident
    Gotta notice an elephant, none of you niggas relevant’
    You delicate, I’m lovin’ every second of this

    (Denmark)
    U$O

    De vil alle tjekke når vi ligger det (They will all check it when we lay it)
    Kommer ind og smækker det beatet jeg vækker det (Coming in and smashing it, beatin’, I’m waking it)
    I ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund (You know what’s coming out of my mouth)
    Hanger med de vildeste gutter (Hanging with the coolest guys)
    Det minder mig om vi stikker det af (It reminds me we stapping it (set on fire))
    For de kalder mig alle vild worldwide chopper (‘Cause they all call me wild worldwide chopper)

    (Alabama)
    Yelawolf

    What if I ran into you wit’ a Pogo stick?
    Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah’s Witness?
    Wit’ a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet
    And I threw up more tracks like I was playin’ Hamlet?
    Syllable burnin’, that internal damage
    Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock
    Under an oak tree, like I was peelin’ pecans
    But instead, I’m peelin’ rappers’ heads, makin’ a sam-a-wich
    Pick up a .22 and put a bullet
    Inside of a motherfucker from Westside, a 1987 box
    I’m headed up, yeah, headed for bucks
    Fuck ‘em all, make ‘em feel my dread like I had a head of locks
    Feelin’ rebuffed, like you had that shot
    But I hopped on the fuckin’ beat and I worldwide chopped
    Wanna fuck wit’ Tech N9ne, with double time
    I smoke a beat wit’ Mr. Busta Rhymes, well,

    Смотрите также:

    Все тексты Tech N9ne >>>

    penalty

    You get to be 'mini microphone see get shot
    Here you will be inspired a dictaphone pen to paper insert
    Enemy air it full throttle Choppers
    Let's get out of akalın Let's go win this BattlEye

    ( It started in the Midwest )
    (Now we ' bout to take it )
    ( All over the world, baby! )
    ( This is the pinnacle ! )
    (Yeah , Tech N9ne ! )
    Tech N9ne

    Follow me , all around the planet, I run the gamut on Sickology
    They could never manage, we do damage wit ' no apology
    Pick ' em out the panic, a little manic ' cause I gotta be
    Frantic , I'ma jam it 'cause I'm an oddity
    Down for the trackin ' like I'm grabbin ' at my binoculars
    I could pop at you , papa , ' cause I'm partners wit' Waka Flocka
    Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch ' im make' em rock
    With a show- stopper , chakras poppin ' off the ( Worldwide Choppers )
    If you anybody , you notice it
    Tech is the pinnacle , now the ideal solos nigga it
    Little coders to pull again , wrote it quick and they quoted it
    Yo, when exposed , the flow be hold it , 'cause when the motor spit
    A -bi- de- a, bi- de- a, never did get free of the rear
    Better to get just near the mirror, ready to get near my Heirs
    Gimme the knock and I'ma chop it , he came and it went tomorrow
    But I'ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas
    Hit ' em up and get ' em up , I is not done, I is not did enough
    Trippin ' when I rip it, I be the X when I split' em up
    Sorta like I was liquored up and backin ' up in the cup
    Everybody be knowin ' I be actin ' up when I bust
    From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin 'the stamina
    If you 've never been a fan of the man , the planet 's unanimous
    Killer, 'cause he'll fuck anybody , Tech is calamitous
    Leave ' em in the dust , anybody , Tech when I'm standin' , uh
    Tech is hostile , he's awful
    He really be wicked when he off in the bottle
    You wit ' it, you dig it , you never lost the apostle
    He's thinkin ' he can give it the Poe and toss it Picasso
    Killin ' everybody off is the motto
    And I'll be the only chopper that's tossed in the brothel
    You said it 's pathetic , my head is off in the taco
    I sped and you bled and you in the coffin when I go

    I'm light years ahead of my peers
    Want some , you can come bring it right here ( Worldwide choppers )
    Can not clown me, do not come 'round me
    Bow down , I was crowned when they found me

    ( KC )
    L.

    Check it, I'm ahead of 'em , chop it up with the veteran
    A legend developin ', they gotta tell ' im it's evident
    Gotta notice an elephant , none of you niggas relevant '
    You delicate , I'm lovin ' every second of this

    (Denmark)
    The $ O

    Tjekk naar de vil alle vi ligger det ( They will all check it when we lay it)
    Kommer ind og jeg væk beatet smækk det det (Coming in and smashing it , beatin ' , I'm waking it)
    I ved der kommer ud af min mund hvad ( You know what 's coming out of my mouth )
    In the gutter hanger med de vildes ( Hanging with the coolest guys)
    Stikke mig om vi det det af cushion (it reminds me we stapping it (set on fire) )
    For all of the Vild worldwide chopper lifted mig (' Cause they all call me wild worldwide chopper )

    (Alabama)
    Yelawolf

    What if I ran into you wit ' a Pogo stick ?
    Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah 's Witness ?
    Wit ' a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet
    And I threw up more tracks like I was playin ' Hamlet ?
    Syllable burnin ' , that internal damage
    Swing , batter , batter , but when I lay back on the hammock
    Under an oak tree , like I was peelin ' pecans
    But instead , I'm peelin ' rappers ' heads, makin' a sam- a- wich
    Pick up a .22 and put a bullet
    Inside of a motherfucker from Westside, a 1987 box
    I'm headed up , yeah , headed for bucks
    Fuck ' em all , make' em feel my dread like I had a head of locks
    Feelin ' rebuffed , like you had that shot
    But I hopped on the fuckin ' beat and I worldwide chopped
    Wanna fuck wit ' Tech N9ne, with double time
    I smoke a beat wit ' MR. Busta Rhymes , well ,

    Опрос: Верный ли текст песни?
    Да Нет