Edai 600 - Opera [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Live from Steve drive, niggas eyes on Steve drive
Popo sit on the block with them Glocks and steve die
Niggas say they coming through, come on please try
Swear this shit ain’t been the same since they killed him three times
Nigga what, 22 Glocks, I’ll fill em up
Lay em down with that hundred round, AK pick em up
Set em up in that bag, embalming fluid, fill em up
Might be real up in your hood but in my hood ain’t real enough
Don’t say nothing, niggas telling on they homies, ain’t gon’ front
Seen a nigga do a backflip when they hit him with that pump
Damn they like do it for the gram, I’ma do it for my niggas who locked up in the can
I’ma do it for my niggas who ain’t never had a chance
And my niggas them my bros, I can’t call them niggas friends
Then call them niggas real, cause these niggas be pretend
And I keep my own heat just in case shit hit the fan
Nigga blast at them niggas, run up on you, best be fast
You get caught without that heat then that’s your ass nigga
Hell naw I don’t know you, I can’t give no fucking cash with you
Shit can get real wheel, that’s why we keep the masks with us
Yeah, off that Patron, that’s my fix, never stress about no bitch
Do that shit make any sense?
And my killers kill to kill, now they say he innocent
Give a fuck bout where you from, we’ll spray the premises
My niggas senseless, they’ll spray the clip until the clicking get em
Run up on you watch you fall, [?] fix the shit
Plus I’m in my finish, they just did one of my niggas in
Now I’m blanking out, clip hanging out, you gon’ get this shit
Beg for your life boy, tell me how you innocent
Tell me how you ain’t from over there and you ain’t with the shit
I seen you in that video disrespecting all the bros
Fuck the talking, yo this shit for bro