Текст и перевод песни Mack Beats feat. Gee Dixon & Stockholm Highgrades - Gunshotta Blaze

Gunshotta Blaze

Jag ser gärin bounca baken tömmer hela baren på floos som robin hood eyo vi hasslar dom från state, bangat din guzz hon gilla? snabel tyckte jag va hääst o min dick den va sadeln samma gamla skit bror samma gamla street som vi reppar lejonhjärta crew dax å släppa samma standard clique som vi steppar ingen här e söt bara salt du blir pepprad sitter vid min tro vetu vad jag lutar mig tillbaka o ba blåser kush idag chill me nasty hoods vi hängerej i stan madman things så vi göre hela dan (hela dan) grow shit e helt jävla gitti u dont know chilla mitt i city skriker jigi jigi e mitt ammo laddar upp kanonen broshan langa nåra gram yo passa den t gäri så hon langa lite amho ABOW hon va skön bror ja svär, knäppte hnes strängar o hon ropade så här MR GUNSHOTTA BLAZE bror nu vet hon mitt smeknamn du borde fråga din guzz hon borde veta MR GUNSHOTTA BLAZE i våran ort tabanjan ekar pass på dina gangster lekar
Orten fråga vem e de mister Gee Dixon forsätt sprida runt mitt namn som de va skit rykte rullar fram me 100 man i araban vi förvandlar orten t vietnam shatatan
Här finns bara grabbar som slungar med tunga tabbar o dumma unga vi jabba men gola som tunga sabbar våran clique våran crew visättra säger sho!(sho) ruggigaste delen av staden e där ja bor ingen? svarting ingen skum frisyr men en 20 cm som kan göra guzzen ny inga para backk klocka den e ty inget körkort men backk bilen den e ny, sen så aina glider förbi babylon lägger fett me öga för vi har en tyngre stil sweet sensein vi hare bästa här i stan DE SANNA ORD FRÅN ETT GETTOBARN

GEE DIXON 2013

Gunshotta Blaze

I see the women bouncing their butts, emptying the whole bar in floods like Robin Hood, eyo we hustle them from the state, banged your girl she likes it? Girlfriend I thought it was great and my dick was the saddle. Same old shit bro, same old street that we represent lionheart crew. Time to drop the same standard clique that we step, nobody here's sweet just salty, you'll get peppered. I'm sitting at my house do you know what I'm leaning back and blowing cush today. Chill me, nasty hoods, we don't hang in the city, madman things so we do all day (all day). Grow shit is totally fucked up, you don't know. Chill in the middle of the city, screaming GIGI is my ammo. I'm loading up the cannon my brother, you're dealing some grams, yo, pass it to Gerry so she can deal some ammo. ABOW, she was beautiful, bro, I swear, I snapped her strings and she shouted like this: MR GUNSHOTTA BLAZE, bro, now she knows my nickname, you should ask your girl, she should know MR GUNSHOTTA BLAZE in our village, the gunshots echo, watch out for your gangster games.
The place is asking who is it, mister Gee Dixon, continue to spread my name around as if it was shit, rumor is rolling out with 100 men in the car, we transform the village into Vietnam, shatatan.
Here there are only guys who sling with heavy bars and stupid young people, we jabber but guzzle like heavy hogs, our clique, our crew, Visättra says sho!(sho). The scariest part of the city is where I live, nobody? No black guy, no funky hairstyle, but a 20 cm, which can make the girl new, no tattoos on the back, the clock is new, no driver's license, but the car is new, then the police slide by Babylon is laying fat with the eye because we have a heavier style, sweet sensei, we have the best here in the city, TRUE WORDS FROM A GHETTO CHILD.

GEE DIXON 2013