Hungry-412 - PiFF,KUSH [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Chorus)x2
Blaze Up The Piff,Shorty Got That Kush....
I Got That Bin Laden And That George Bush...

(Verse-1)-Hungry-412

I Wish I Knew All Along U Neva Wrong When Ur Money's Right...
And Growing Up Spoiled Gone Lead To A Rotten Life...
The Streets Is A Crap Game,U Either Buck It Or You Fukk It Twice...
On The First Date,Ya Girl Sukked Me And She Fukked Me Twice...
Yeah You Fukked 1 Of My Bitches...But Not My TOP Hoe...
I Stay Getting Top Bro..On The Way To The Top Yo...
Fukk Friends But I got Love For My Haterz Tho...
I Pick And Roll On Bitches..They Got No Choice To Give And Go...
So Kool I Could Clap A Nigga And nobody knows...
When That Shit Happened Right Up Under They Nose...

(Chorus)x2
Blaze Up The Piff,Shorty Got That Kush....
I Got That Bin Laden And That George Bush


(Verse-2)-Hungry-412

I Don't Give A Fukk,And I Ain't Neva Cared...
So You Best To Pump Ya Breaks...Down Shift A Couple Of Gears...
Or You Could See The Nine..See The Hands..Or See Me Shine...
Niggas Is Nosey Like Bitches..They Trying To See Whats Mines...
I Feeding Ya Swag,I'm feeding ya style,I Fukked Your Baby's Mom
Now She Bout To Have My Fukking Child...Ain't That Cray...
The Only Chick You Ever Loved...
I Would Be On The Other Side Of The Fence..
If I Would Have Wore A Rub..But I Didn't
That Shit Was Dumb As fukk...I Must Admit Hungry..
Was Back Up On The Bullshit...Cuz I Ain't Give A Fukk...
And I Ain't Neva Care...U Wanted To See A heartless nigga..
Here I Go Right Here...
See We Can Both Do That Shit..
But That Shit Don't Make No Sense,No Dollars
Just Problems,Hoe Problems,No Ballin,Just Stallin'..
When My Chips Is Down...
I'm Going All In...
On Everything U Love...
Till My Number Called In...



(Chorus)x2
Blaze Up The Piff,Shorty Got That Kush....
I Got That Bin Laden And That George Bush

(Verse-3)-Hungry-412

What The Fukk Is This...
Everybody Wanna Spit That Shit...
So Yaw Mines Well Pass The Bitch..
And Let A Hungry Nigga hit The Shit....
Even Tho I Been Hit The Bitch...
U And Hit Lick...I Hit And Quit..U Hit And Miss...
I Must Admit..T>B>H....
All Yaw Nigga Do Is Hate...
In P>G>H...Don't Let A Hater...
Seal Ya Fate...Steal Ya Cake...
Steal Ya Plate...Ya Shorty's Loving Me...
She Trying To Steal My Face...
In The End...It's Going Lead To A Child Support Case...
I Keep It Real..I Keep It Hill..I Keep It Ville...I Keep It WestSide...
Be On The South..And Got Peeps From The Northside
I Down To Ride..I'm Down To Try...I'm Down To Fly..
You Only Die Once...So I'm Gone Try Everything...
A Couple Of Times...I'm Trying To Shine...
And For Real Shorty...I Don't Got The Time...
To Wine And Dine..I'm Getting Mines...
Out Of Sight And Out Of Mind...When U See Me Homie..
Just Holla..Or Justin Timberlake.."Out Of Time"...