Исполнитель: GZA

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Песня: Gold
[Intro: Method Man]
Ayo, shorty, yo, that's my word, oh, y'all smellin' y'all piss now y'all think y'all gold!
Yo, anybody get caught flingin' over here, I'm returnin' 'em, that's my word they gettin' blasted!
Anything from 220 to 140, that's mine. Y'all need to step the fuck off. Y'all niggas ain't crazy for real!

[Chorus: GZA]
Yo, the fiends ain't comin' fast enough,
There is no cut that's pure enough,
I can't fold, I need gold, I re-up and reload,
Product must be sold to you.

[Verse 1: GZA]
I'm deep down in the back streets, in the heart of Medina,
About to set off something more deep than a misdemeanor,
Under the subway, waitin' for the train to make noise
So I can blast a nigga and his boys, for what?
He pushed up on the block and made the dope sales drop
Like the crash in the Dow Jones stock,
I had a connect to cross-sales, to catch more mill's
Than ho bitches got birth control pills.
I'm in the park settin' up a deal over blunt fire,
Bum nigga sleepin' on the bench, they had him wired,
Peeped my convo, the address of my condo
And how I changed a nigga name to John Doe.
And while we set up camp, we got vamped,
Put the stake through his heart, I ripped his fuckin' fangs apart,
Snake got smoked on the set like Brandon Lee,
Blown out the frame like Pan Am Flight 103,
He got swung on, his lungs was torn,
A kingpin just castled with his rook and lost a pawn,
A regular on the block that played lookout,
For preyin' predator with a Glock, he shoulda took out.

[Chorus: GZA]
No neighborhood is rough enough,
There is no clip that's full enough,
I can't fold, I need gold, I re-up and reload,
Product must be sold to you.
Fiends ain't comin' fast enough,
There is no cut that's pure enough,
I can't fold, I need gold, I re-up and reload,
Product must be sold to you.

[Verse 2: GZA]
It's mandatory that I supply all my troops with mega firearms,
Big apes and spread 'em out like crops on a farm,
To get cream, sometimes they repaint the scene
Like the last episode on Gates and Evergreen, niggas
Plant bombs till the smoke from the blast becomes thick,
And flows through, all they knew, he's gun sick,
His Glock clicks like high-heeled shoes on parquet floors,
Mad sick, stand on hills and invade wars,
Filthy foul, shovellin' dirt, he's out to hurt,
For instance, chop off hands, attack worth,
His idols would lock down airports and extort
Some import, catchin' ten percent of what the fiends snort.
Up in the ski resorts, up in hills,
They move keys and had the skis makin' drops on snowmobiles,
The plan was to expand, catch seven figures, release triggers
And live large and bigger than my nigga,
Who promised his moms a mansion with mad room,
She died and he still put a hundred grand in her tomb,
Open wounds, he hid behind closed doors,
And still organizes crime and drug wars.

[Chorus: GZA]
Fiends ain't comin' fast enough,
There is no cut that's pure enough,
I can't fold, I need gold, I re-up and reload,
Product must be sold to you.
No neighborhood is rough enough,
There is no clips that's full enough,
I can't fold, I need gold, I re-up and reload,
Product must be sold to you.
There's no cuffs that's tight enough,
There is no niggas that's fuck with us,
I can't fold, I need gold, I re-up and reload,
Product must be sold to you.

Перевод песни:
Золото

[Вступление: Method Man]
Эй-йоу, малой, йоу, отвечаю, вы унюхали, что обоссались, и решили, что вы золотые!
Йоу, если я увижу, что кто-то из вас тут толкает, я их разверну, отвечаю, ещё и шмальну в придачу.
Все дома с 220-го по 140-й — мои. А вы, ниггеры, уйдите, на х**, ни х**а вы не отмороженные.

[Припев: GZA]
Йоу, нарки не могут приходить слишком быстро,
И не бывает слишком чистого товара,..... [открыть перевод]

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