Исполнитель: Freddie Gibbs

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Песня: Gat Damn
[Intro:]
Yeah, pour some liquor, yeah-yeah, yeah!
Free my niggas, yeah-yeah, yeah!
Pour some liquor, yeah-yeah, yeah!
(This shit, nigga, for real, though) Yeah!

[Verse 1:]
Man, I miss my nigga Greg, pour some liquor, yeah-yeah,
I got homies in the feds, free my niggas, yeah-yeah,
I just wrapped a hundred cash, zipped it in the air, yeah,
I'ma go fuck up a bag, know that ho can't stand that.
Yeah, I got shooters but I'm duckin' shooters,
Pop 'em up, they hit the homie sister, guess we both the loser,
Po-po pull me over with a half a kilo and a Ruger,
I can't move the same, I gotta readjust how I maneuver.

[Chorus:]
I reminisce that feeling when I think about it,
A million in the bank, I used to dream about it,
No heat up in the whip, I used to sleep up out it,
Up in the morning whippin' cocaina 'bout it, yeah-yeah!
I got bags, ho, is you fuckin' with me? Yeah-yeah!
Time to blast, ho, is you fuckin' with me? Yeah-yeah!
Let that yayo dry on the table, droppin' fat slabs,
Porsche Spyder look like a spaceship, they like, "Goddamn!"

[Verse 2:]
Ah, goddamn, I'm callin' Lam',
MoneyGram, go send the bail, I'm in a jam,
In the jail, I'm in the cell, can't see the fam,
Say my prayers, Alhamdulillah, no bacon ham,
Bacon ham and cold salami, that's all they serve us,
Stomach hurtin', the devil workin', but I ain't nervous,
Beat the verdict, but lost a milli', guess life ain't perfect,
Whippin' birdies, the devil workin', but I ain't nervous.

[Chorus:]
I reminisce that feeling when I think about it,
A million in the bank, I used to dream about it,
No heat up in the whip, I used to sleep up out it,
I take the pot and whip a Cuban link up out it, yeah-yeah!
I got bags, ho, is you fuckin' with me? Yeah-yeah!
We can blast, ho, is you fuckin' with me? Yeah-yeah!
Let that yayo dry on the table, droppin' fat slabs,
Porsche Spyder look like a spaceship, they like, "Goddamn!"

[Outro:]
Yeah, pour some liquor, yeah-yeah, yeah!
Free my niggas, yeah-yeah, yeah!
Pour some liquor, yeah-yeah, yeah!
Free my niggas, yeah-yeah, yeah!
See, man, free that nigga, yeah-yeah!
Hot dog, uh,
Free my nigga, yeah-yeah!
I know how it be, man.
You know, pent down in that mothafucka, yeah!
I remember I was on, on bail and shit, you knamsayin'?
This, this, damn, the beat ran out.
Fuck it, that's enough right there, fuck it, I ain't even gotta talk no shit.

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[Вступление:]
Да, вылью чутка бухла, да-да, да!
Выпустите моих ниггеров, да-да, да!
Вылью чутка бухла, да-да, да!
(Ниггер, это всё реальная тема) Да!

[Куплет 1:]
Блин, я скучаю по своему ниггеру Грегу, отолью чутка бухла, да-да, 1..... [открыть перевод]

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