Glenn Waco - Gutterball [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Intro
Wutsup Wutsup…
Tryna be Wutsup Wutsup
The homies….in the cut the cut
Everybody tryna be wutsup wutsup

Ballin' wit my group (unh)
We couldn’t afford a hoop (unh)
In Pier Park we played Gutterball on the roof (unh)
Ballin' wit my group (unh)
We couldn’t afford a hoop (unh)
In Pier Park we played Gutterball




Verse 1
Woke up my auntie said boy, go to the park
Go now, be early, you’ll make it there, before they start
Get 3 for your cousins, 2 for me and grandma
Extra packs of mayonnaise and milk come back and we’ll peel the bread off
The edges I pick, my Afro out grab my bag and my ball
Then head over hills, pass gates, and dribble straight into the fog
Last night was so ill cuz I was MVP, went 3 for 3, drove through the D
Then ran to my tv to catch some DBZ
Me, Khyre used to beef I was the smallest in the clique and niggas tried me
Go in on each other then assists and screens by the night see
As kids we loved and lived in the moment not knowin' the future but hopin'
For real air jordans, respect from the oldest
Chucky he had us thinkin' we’d all be on them And1 tapes
Came up wit names, collected and rewound them And1 tapes, ooh baby
Beatin on Generators, spittin writtens, imitatin'
The rappers we looked up to as inspiration through our situations
We crushed top ramen in the bag and added seasonin'
Then shook it up real good, mix it, my Favorite beef and chicken then
Went to Shamrock, got on some Candy and Pop
We clowned the fiends we seen then walked to doors and ran we knocked
Locked out I turn the block and stopped to see
Them pickin' teams one slot was free
Kri told Jasmin guard me that left trae open for alleys we
Had to hit the top of the gutter no rollin' off that’d be
A point each for landin' the damage on apartment property


Hook (x2)
Ballin' wit my group we couldn’t afford a hoop
In Pier Park we played Gutterball on he roof
Ballin' wit my group we couldn’t afford a hoop
In Pier Park we played Gutterball


Verse 2
A Fence separated us, Pier Park from The Woods
Every time they rebuild it, we ripped it, tore it down when we could
Quala’s parties was where it went down when grindin' was new
That hot ass room had bitches thirstin' they was lovin' the crew
They roasted Pj on his lips til all the girls was on his dick
And my jersey it said "Atlamta" but you think I gave a shit
I’m ballin', shot callin' "Yhatzee!" was easy to spot me
Used to make up slang and watch the whole school copy
We headed to Monkey town a place the older ones built to smoke they dro at
We found them blunts in the park pretended to spark up match and blow that
Back then didn’t know that, we went where imagination took us
That lightning in the park, shit had the hardest run in apartments
Forgettin' they balls then, Jasmin moved away, PJ, Khyre then me
The only one left holdin' down the gutter really was Kri
I think of all the ups and downs we had they never made a difference
Wish that I could go back, get one more game in wit my niggas



Hook (x2)
Ballin' wit my group we couldn’t afford a hoop
In Pier Park we played Gutterball on he roof
Ballin' wit my group we couldn’t afford a hoop
In Pier Park we played Gutterball


Outro

(phone rings)
Yo wutsup cuddy, aye man this yo cuddy smoke man
Just hittin' you back man, lettin' you know what time the party start man
So just get back at me man you know where we at, we at the house....one