Frzy - Street Shit [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Wykonawca: Frzy
Album: DJ Wonderboy Presents: iStyle
Data wydania: 2012-12-12
Gatunek: Rap

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[Verse 1: Frzy]


Had a cuz that was blood to me and all of his nigga's
Was known as hustler Baller straight killer
Carried the Mac milly
Seen smoking a Philly
Thought it was wack
Seeing cowards running in packs
But allure the allure of a thousand words
A picture then spoke up of a beautiful girl
She was more of a women a person my cuz was loven
On her knees giving loven to his enemy brothern
Now what gave birth to the thing that happened first
Was the women that gave him birth was the thing he saw first
He blew up in a rage
His revenge was engaged
And he hoped that today all of his enemy's prayed
He found that niggas house
And ran up in it
Tied the nigga to the chair
And scream at him admit
Put that gun to his head
As he grabbed his bitch
Bent her over and smiled then told him to watch this
Street shit

[Verse 2: Frzy]


Had a another cousin
Known as my aunts son
And out of all of my cousins
He was the good one
A star QB
Wit A college Degree
And I hate to admit it but he pulled more bitches then me
But he still ran the streets had friends in bad crowds
Chillin with motherfuckers raisin a bad child
So my aunt told him leave
That's when I told him enter
Now he's living with my fam
Doing dishes and eating dinner
So like 7 months pass and we then had some good laughs
But I'd still get a funny feeling when his friends would pass
Then we Gave him a key
So he could go in and out
But who would have known
That when I came home they would clean us out
So my mother can't believe it
My father he can't believe it
We filed a police report
And cop didn't believe it
For weeks we tried to find him
To ask what was in his head
But when we did it wasn't regret
But a bullet instead
Street shit


[Verse 3: Frzy]


Now this story right here
Ain't for the faint of heart
A beautiful married couple
Is how it would start
A focused business man
Build with his own hands
A store for your convinces
And he loved that his wife seen this
But in this marriage u see
There was adultery
She was fucking a G
And in him love she would see
He wanted to steal her heart
And money from her husband
So she gave him the codes
In exchange for some lovin
So the gangsters busted in
Like a theft in the night
Took everything that was left
Until it made him feel right
The next day the husband gasp
And after the shock passed
He vowed it'd be his last
To find out who took the cash
So the video tape snitched
It was time to scratch an itch
He found him
And Called him a bitch
And Then shot him in his dick
Found out the dick he hit
Was the other that's in his bitch
So he got pissed and grip the grip
Then ran out to his whip
In a rage he ran home
Put the gun to her dome
Scream what did he do wrong
As she cried all alone
Said I'll give you another shot
So he did in her heart
Then put the gun in his mouth
And said til death to us part
Street shit

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