ترجمة: أبيض بنين. مضخة لي حتى.
my record cause it's so damn stunnin When you hear it pump it up, pick up the pace Yo M.J. (pump that bass) [scratching of] (Pump me up) I'm definitely
not The world, world is my punchin' bag and If I'm garbage, you're a bunch of maggots Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me Show me the target
to know about me and the...... We squashed that shit with me and him about a year ago But there's a new rule starting tonight Dis'me on a record,see me
I can't do "What's that?" - command the crew Now, I'm finding out who was really true Two white boys got my brother on a hostage's tip [Ice Cube] Fuck
a pump if she denied data, 'Cause I'll serve anyone like a blind waiter, I make my girl come first then I arrive later, I shake you pussies up, I'm a
[Busta Rhymes: A Tribe Called Quest - "Scenario" Sample] As I combine all the juice from the mind Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind RRRAH
jump up It's Elmer Fudd with the shotty pump, who want duck? Ride in my hoop tie, back, slumped up Five niggaz with me, strap, pumped up Dump Forrest
me Tech won't slip up, Wet up one of them Po-Po's, the Bone, Bone won't let a me duck, Lil' B won't set up, wet up, get 'em on the get up, Bone won't
why not) The wo-world is my punchin' bag and If I'm garbage, you're a bunch of maggots Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me Show me the target
I guess I can fuck with it Before I got on this beat, it made out a bucket list And these boys, I granted this death wish Legendary lay-up Jordan with
venomous diction You should toss your mic is my advice You expect me to be scary cause you talkin' hype? I'm like, how you gonna pump me up with no shottie
So my neighbors won't hear the sparks as the lead gets pumped Its a pre-(?) agreement in the cement jungle Kill each other over money and white boys for
[Hook] Watch me make what I lost, I aint gotta choice it is what It be, Watch Me magicccc, I pull
a lamborgini, shorty ride up on me i hear them niggas talk, they aint got nothin for me them boys comin for me, runnin outta time wanna get my attention? throw up
most peculiar way And the white t-shirt that was stained in dirt He sat in to watch me sway Then his mouth had frowned up in this kind of grin And he
my motherfuckers to ride (For me) On the niggas that did me killed, me committed my homicide Gather up after the funeral and pull out all the big guns (Posse up
your fuckin arms up and rock the dead Wake up, float to the sky Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise Wake up, float to the sky Bring the wicked
