Перевод песни Rollin’ (Urban Assault Vehicle) - Limp Bizkit

Play the fucking track!

Play that fucking track! Oh there it is...

Limp Bizkit!

DMX! (what)

Redman (that's right y'all), Method Man

We just keep on Rolling baby

Are you ready!

Are you ready!

Are you ready!

Move in, now move out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what you're gonna do now

Breathe in, now breathe out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what you're gonna do now (Come on)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (Uggh)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (What)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (Uggh)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling

Fred Durst

Now I know y'all be loving this shit right here

L.I.M.P Bizkit is right here

People in the house put them hands in the air

'Cause if you don't care, then we don't care

See I ain't giving a fuck, when pressing your luck

Untouchable, branded unfuckable

So keep me in this cage until you run that mouth

Then I might have to play and break the fuck out

And then we'll see who's left after one round with X

And what am I bringing next? Just know it's Red and Meth

So where the fuck you at punk?

Shut the fuck up, and back the fuck up

While we fuck this track up

Are you ready!

Are you ready!

Are you ready!

Move in, now move out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what you're gonna do now

Breathe in, now breathe out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what you're gonna do now (Come on)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (Uggh)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (What)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (Uggh)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling

Method Man

Oh what, y'all thought y'all wasn't gonna see me?

Check my dangerous slang, atrocious

When I let these nuts hang

Focus, it's Wu-Tang

What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish

I wave my black flag at the roaches who approach us

These twin supersoakers

Who have poisonous darts for culprits

Too late to get your blowgun unholstered

You're left buttered up and lightly toasted

So what? I drink and smoke too much

So what? I cuss too much

Shut the fuck up!

Redman

Now when we roll, you motherfuckers tuck in your gold

Cause for the platinum, I'm jacking niggas up in limos

It ain't nothing for bullets to unbutton your clothes

Description: Yellow male, tissue up in his nose

You bitches, swing the vine on the baboon nuts

I'm hairy as hell, out of hell and tattooed up

I'm a dog, only fuck in the bathroom, what?

In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts

Method Man

My name is Johnny Donny Brasco, tuck the gat low

Cut your cash flow, yell if you want money

Funny how hungry dummies snatch crumbs from me

Dark and hot, mix bodies in the mosh pit

Redman

Yo, and I'm the D.O.; you're looking at the raw invented

On Friday I spit, thirty five to forty minutes

Smell up the bathroom like Craig Paul was in it

Ending up on your back, Wu swords up in it

Anyone can match me, I crack 'em all a Guinness

Fuck how many thugs or playas or ballas in it

Brick city, Shaolin, better call 'em sinners

Boys that'll run up in your white mall and spill it

Yo, we said come on!

Move in, now move out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what you're gonna do now

Breathe in, now breathe out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what you're gonna do now (Come on)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (Uggh)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (What)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (Uggh)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling

DMX

It just don't get no darker than that kid with the parka

Bald head with the boots who shoots to make it spark

Now I'm a fair nigga, but ain't there nigga

Quicker than the hair trigger, so if you dare nigga

It'll be like your man trying to hold your brain in your head

But you'll be shitting on yourself 'cause you're already dead

And at the funeral you won't need a casket

I'm leaving just enough for them to stuff in a basket

A tisket, a tasket, I really need my ass kicked

My mom never let me forget that I'm a bastard

I ain't never been shit, and ain't gonna be shit

That's why I take shit, whenever I see shit

It's just that D shit, D short for do what I wanna do

And that's what I'm gonna do, right here in front of you

And I'll be running you and your man straight up out

You niggas ain't running a fucking thing but your mouth

Move in, now move out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what you're gonna do now

Breathe in, now breathe out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what you're gonna do now (Come on)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (Uggh)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (What)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (Uggh)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling

Fred Durst

You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit? (Yeah)

You can't mess with Limp Bizkit (Why?)

Because we get it on (When?)

Every day and every night (Oh)

See this platinum thing right here? (Uh huh?)

Well we're doing it all the time (What?)

So you'd better get some better beats

And uh, get some better rhymes (D'oh!)

And if you really, really, really wanna get shit started

Then people everywhere just get retarded

Get retarded! Get retarded!

People everywhere just get retarded!

Move in, now move out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what you're gonna do now

Breathe in, now breathe out

Hands up, now hands down

Back up, back up

Tell me what you're gonna do now (Come on)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (Uggh)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (What)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling (Uggh)

Keep rolling rolling rolling rolling

That's right, baby! (Watch out punk!)

Limp Bizkit!

DMX! Method Man! Redman!

And Swizz Beats!

Where the fuck you at?

(DMX barking)

Bark that shit! x4

Ruff Ryders... punk!