Cloudy - Hustle Back [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]

Uh, this that Hustle Back
First you get that money then you hustle back
Then you double that and then you triple that
But if you fuck it up you gotta get it back
Rolling round in my nigga whip
Play the passenger smelling like a zip
Peddle to the metal down a busy strip
And all we talking bout is how we gon get rich?

[Bridge]

This that Hustle Back
First you get that money then you hustle back
This that Hustle Back
And if you fuck that money up then hustle

[Verse 1]

Down to my last couple hundreds
Rap game fucked up, ain't bringing me nothing
My back against the wall man I gotta do something
My mans on the line asking if I need them onions
I told him if I get this players right then we can run them
But I don't wanna cop against unless they gon' keep coming
Weed game fucked up, ain't bringing me nothing
Cuz every motherfucker in my city selling something
From t-shirts to loosies, oils, coochie
Who he? Cloudy, ask them hoes about me
If they ain't talking good then they must not know about me
That's why I only keep a few motherfuckers round me just because of that
My right hand man use to bubble crack
He took a loss but that's okay I watched him hustle back
I'm just tryna turn these couple hundreds to a hundred racks
And upgrade the sneaker box to the duffle bag

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Verse 2]

Down to my last couple hundreds
Rap game fucked up, ain't bringing me nothing
My back been against the wall so long it's getting comfortable
I ain't never want to grow up to be no Huxtable
I ain't never want to grow up to be no doctor
I ain't watch The Cosby Show, GoodFellas, Shottas
Headshot DVD's, movies bout mobsters
Anything about some hungry niggas chasing dollars
I remember sliding in a bonnie with my papa
Tank on E listening to Big Poppa
Uh, kick in the door waving the 44
All you hear is "Poppa don't hit me no more"
And 10 Crack Commandments and some other tracks
Juicy showed the world how it feel when you hustle back
I'm just tryna turn these couple hundreds to a hundred racks
And upgrade the sneaker box to the duffle bag

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Verse 3]

Uh, this raw talent that I'm harvesting
Niggas not opening them doors then I'm barging in
Cut the bullshit and cut a check, we not bargaining
Tryna get some money, if you bummy, beg ya pardon then
Build it up from the bottom like some Legos
Writing verses at the chinks waiting for my eggrolls
Feeling like the hottest nigga breathing next to J. Hov
Shit I should be beside J. Elec and J. Cole
It's Cloudy though, Cloudy cuz it's always Cloudy though
The sunshine, my vision cloudy though
I see clearer when dead presi's around me though
Shit I got 20/20 vision if I'm looking for this chicken listen
Free agent weighing options like Lebron
Should I give them something calm or keep on bombing like Saddam
Weighing Grand Daddy Purple on the scale in front of Mom
Like until this rapping pay, a couple hustles on the side

Hustle Back...