pimp my ride（乏味的生活工地里搬砖的我是什么歌，chain hang low富婆之歌歌曲介绍）

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• 乏味的生活工地里搬砖的我是什么歌，chain hang low富婆之歌歌曲介绍
• 英语翻译pimp my ride
• Stuff Is Messed Up 歌词
• friends,so you think you can dance, pimp my ride 是什么啊
• 全纪实频道改装汽车节目，改装汽车后拿去卖给别人！注意不是MTV的Pimp My Ride
• 求守护甜心《BLACK DIAMOND》中文歌词+时间

乏味的生活工地里搬砖的我是什么歌，chain hang low富婆之歌歌曲介绍

最近我在刷抖音的时候，一首搞笑魔性的洗脑神曲吸引了我，其中歌词是：乏味的生活，工地搬砖的我，突然有个富婆，她竟然联系了我”，有趣的旋律搭配上这样搞怪的歌词，听完改编的，谁还愿意去听原唱？那么这首歌是什么歌呢？下面就一起跟着我来看看吧。

这首歌是由抖音用户老虎（蜻蜓队长）原创改编的一首魔性歌曲，原版歌曲为《chain hang low》，是由美国新生代说唱歌手Jovan Kampbell（艺名Jibbs）演唱的一首歌曲。

富婆之歌歌词：

乏味的生活 工地搬砖的我 突然有个富婆 她竟然联系了我 声音很甜美 照片看着也不错 年龄六十多 爱情来了 富婆60多 但她真的挺爱我 让我住别墅 还给我买了跑车 我也很快乐 这是我人生转折 谢谢亲 爱 的 看到你们说 也想找一个富婆 过幸福生活

chain hang low歌曲介绍：

这首歌中反复出现的童声合唱格外抓人耳朵，这段旋律取材自19世纪早期开始流行于美国的一首著名民歌（Turkey In The Straw），Jibbs将其借用，为自己的Rap增色不少，也正因这段好听的童声，《Chain Hang Low》非常适合作为手机铃声，这首歌的铃声版也成为2006年8月份 iTunes上下载量最高的说唱歌曲。

chain hang low歌词：

(Do your chain hang low do it wobble to da flo do it shine n n the light iz it platinum iz it gold could u throw it ov’r ya shoulda if ya hott it make ya cold do your chain hang low) Is that your chain! Bout 24 inches is how low i let it hang how bout the ride n let the diamonds smoke off the range just by the chain u can tell the big kid do a stain u know the name, is that yo chain bout 24 inches iz how low i let it hang how bout the ride n let the diamonds smoke off the range just by the chain u can tell a big kid do a stain im off the chain, yeah yeah yeah yeah im hot kid, chains so low you would think that diamonds never stop it and its funny cause u could never stop it a bunch of rocks on my hand n i aint even on the block yet show em white gold sorta hold em like my tims and a chain hang 24 inches like the rims diamonds all blown up yeah sorta like a pimp so when i like hit the ice it starts glistenin off the tims (off the tims) my chain hang all it do iz blang blang, have blue have red like my diamonds gang bang and don evn thank we on tha same thing charms so heavy they couldn’ lift it till the crane came (Do your chain hang low do it wobble to da flo do it shine n n the light iz it platinum iz it gold could u throw it ov’r ya shoulda if ya hott it make ya cold do your chain hang low) (Do your chain hang low do it wobble to da flo do it shine n n the light iz it platinum iz it gold could u throw it ov’r ya shoulda if ya hott it make ya cold do your chain hang low) (chain)Yeah yeah yeah yeah I’m so icy (do yo chain) my trunk so heavy that my neck dont like me (do yo chain) go n no no no iz not a game kid (do yo chain) cause i throw my chain in the crowd (do do do do do do yo chain) like game B iz nothin diamonds iz nothin to me (do yo chain) especially when im dressin up iz just a button to me bling! (could you thro it ovr’ yo shoulda) and not to mention my teeth cause they color coordinated complimentin’ the teeth oh bra (boy) dats! so check out my swag diamonds red white n blue like the american flag boy (do yo chain) iz so colorful n see i got that nice screen my money i spend on jewels i call it my ice cream (chain chain chain chain) my music give u a black eye cuz of the beating they think i am a mutant they way a boy iz beasting (chain chain chain chain) i stay when n sometime u a call it cheating yeah my boyz alwayz around like iz a mee-ting iz that yo (do yo chain) chain bout 24 inches iz how low i let it hang (do yo chain) how bout the ride n let the diamonds smoke off the range (do yo chain) just by the chain u can tell a big kid do a stain (do yo chain) u know da name (do do do do do do do yo chain) iz that yo chain bout 24 inches iz how low i let it hang (do yo chain) how bout the ride n let the diamonds smoke off the range (do yo chain) just by the chain u can tell a big kid do a stain (do yo chain) im off the chain (do do do do do do do yo chain) (Do your chain hang low do it wobble to da flo do it shine n n the light iz it platinum iz it gold could u throw it ov’r ya shoulda if ya hott it make ya cold do your chain hang low) (Do your chain hang low do it wobble to da flo do it shine n n the light iz it platinum iz it gold could u throw it ov’r ya shoulda if ya hott it make ya cold do your chain hang low)

英语翻译pimp my ride

pimp my ride 是美国一档节目的名字，中文译为嘻哈飙车族。modlfy my car 意思是改装车，过于正式，所以选择了一种更加俏皮的方式。而pimp有皮条客的意思，在这里指被改装车的和改装车的工厂之间的中介。谢谢

Stuff Is Messed Up 歌词

歌曲名:Stuff Is Messed Up歌手:The Offspring专辑:Rise And Fall, Rage And GraceThe Offspring - Stuff Is Messed UPnow i don’t know when it’s hard to explainbut it seems like things are kind of insanebecause the world is crying but nobody’s listeningso please leave a message on my cellphonei see bullets getting betterbiblical weatherand the guy on tv is, like, a total assholewhat are you wearing tonight?celebrity fundraiser type making things righti don’t know muchi don’t know too muchbut i know thisshit is fucked upi guess it’s all about the dreamthe end justifies the meansi’m telling you, shit is fucked upnow thank god for the media for saving the dayputting it all into perspective in a responsible waywith more celebrity newschemical bullshit viewsi think we’re losing this fightwe’re sponsored by the nightnow we’re rocking the casbahand taking the flackthe genie’s out of the bottleand we can’t put it backit’s overwhelming my brainyea, you see the storm comingit’s coming this wayi don’t know muchi don’t know too muchbut i know thisshit is fucked upi guess it’s all about the dreamthe end justifies the meansi’m telling you, shit is fucked upshoppingecstacyatrophygenocidepimp my ridevolatile everywhereapathyi don’t carehurricane rehabcalamitytv realityboob jobsi don’t know muchi don’t know too muchi guess it’s all about the dreamthe end justifies the meansi’m telling you, shit is fucked uphttp://music.baidu.com/song/834731

friends,so you think you can dance, pimp my ride 是什么啊

这是三个电视剧的名字friends 是老友记so you think you can dance 是fox 的电视剧pimp my ride 是mtv的电视剧

全纪实频道改装汽车节目，改装汽车后拿去卖给别人！注意不是MTV的Pimp My Ride

有两个节目是这么干的，是组团改装的叫《极速狂飙翻新车》，是两搭档的叫《翻新老爷车》

求守护甜心《BLACK DIAMOND》中文歌词+时间

歌曲名称：Black Diamond歌手：Kiss语言：英语所属专辑：Alive!发行时间：1997-09-10歌曲时长：5分50lrc歌词：歌手：KissOut on the street for a livingPictures only begunGot you under their thumbOut on the streets for a livingYour day is sorrow and madnessBig eared bandit is tossing all his mannersIn a bag and wrapping them in seran wrap bandagesTossing them in baskets with the rest of those sandwichesSo when he says "catch up, ngga" it looks like an accidentUm, flowing like my pad is the maxiestMy btch white and black like she’s been mimicking a pandaIt’s the dark skinned ngga, kissing btches in CanadaThen kicking all out like Mr. Lawrence did PamelaPut her in the chamber all against her Will ChamberlainI never had a reason, ngga, I was just ableNot a fcking Logic contradicting dck headFlyer than an ostrich moshing in a tar pitSemen scented cheetah printed teeIn that ’Preme five panel, I’ll repeat it for the seasonPrevious items in the presentWith the normal ass past like I cheated on my teamMan (tried to get that ngga, but, Golf Wang)To have some type of knowledge that is one perceptionBut knowing you own your opponent is a defeating bonusI’m Zeus to a KronosCartilage cartridge is bonelessSmiles of cowards in lead showersDead spouses in red blousesChildren who fled houses on Mustang horses an went joustingI’m on my Robin Hood shtRobbin’ in the hood: whips, drugs, jewels, and your petI’m stealing your rings, coke diamonds and your VetSoldiers lace the fckin’ bootAnd salute like the troop when they shoot you gon’ poopIt’s Killhodgy, ngga, stay the fck off my stoopAnd out my Kool aid, juiceHodgy got the juice, I got the ginJasper got the Henny, my ngga we get it inWolf Gang party at the hotelI call a ho, you call a ho, and all the hoes tellYou know Left Brain need a freakI need a btch to go down like a Nitty beatYup, uh, and her ass fatDon’t be surprised if I ask where the hash atNgga I’m tryin’ to smoke, btch get higherDomo where that Flocka Flame? Talkin’ ’bout a lighterStill bang salute me or just shoot meCause if you don’t salute me then my team will do the shootingYea my ngga Ace will pull the black jackThe king Mike G is in the cut with the black macLivin’ like the Mafia, btch, don’t get to slacking upAnd if these haters actin’ up, throw ’em in the aqueductFree my ngga Earl, yo, I don’t really ask for muchBut two bad btches in front of me cunnilingusWhat the fck is caution?Often I leave you flossin’ and cause exes next to coffinsLost in translation, the dreams you chaseGot you diving for the plates like you stealin’ home baseThat’s great - I’m home alone dreamin’ of two on onesWith Rihanna and Christina Milian, bring it onAnd Travis is in the closet organizing and hangin’ the trampThree lettermans that Ace has been makin’ himNo strays while we catchin’ matinees, huh?I’m gettin’ blazed thinking ’bout those daysI had the top off the GT3 like toupeesOne finger in the air, all’s fair when crime paysMy grand scheme of thingsIs to be attached to the game like btches to their wedding ringsAnd you don’t even need to lookCause we gleam obscene in the lightRide slow to my yellow diamond shining like the Batman logo over GothamRock LA to HarlemIf you say "get ’em Mike G" then I got ’emOne man squadron, ngga I’m a problemFrom Briggs I got bars and plans toPimp these Polish btches into pop starsHumanity kills, we all suffer from insanity stillAnd if I said it then it is or it’s gonna be realOF ’til I OD and I probably will, uhIt’s still Mr. Smoke-a-lot-of-potGet your baby mommy popped with my other snobby bopDo I love her, prolly notKnow your sht is not as hot as anything I fckin’ dropBtch I’m in the zone, stand alone, like Macaulay CockI’ve been runnin’ blocks since a snotty totBig wheel was a big deal with the water GlockNow I’m all grown, sing songs just to give ’em wattsFire what I talk, but still cooler than the otter popOp Dom neck sht in your wish listMad sick sht, mad dck for your btchesOn some slick sht, your mistress on my hit listAnd I’m lifted ’til I’m stiff out of this btchOdd in your motherfckin’ areaBlood clots give me five feet ’fore I bury yaSuicide flow, let the big wave carry yaTyler got the mask like he held Jim Carey upAnd fck your team, ho ngga wassupWolf Gang so you know we not givin’ no fcksYou know me dog, I’ma chill in the cut so I canCut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up(Get me a Persian rug where the center looks like Galaga)Rent a super car for a dayDrive around with your friends, smoke a gram of that haze