Justin Alexander - Ride Slow [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Aye, it's Justin Alexander
Tell your girl to bring the camera
I'mma, I'mma let that beat come in real quick
Aye, aye

[Verse 1]
And you gotta ride slow
When you're chilling with your dogs
We just doin' what we doin'
Yeah, we ball
Yeah, we ball
And they hatin' on our stylo
Yeah, you know how we go
Yeah, you know how we do
That fakeness we see through
We just be chilling
It's the Lammer Gang, D-Crew
Doing this thang, we just running this game
And this rap game's crazy
Y'all can't hate me
I be goin ham on a beat
Yeah, lately it's Justin Alexander

Walking 'round in my sagged jeans
Looking 'round for some tag teams
They sounding like bad dreams
We runnin' game like track meets
So fitted my name classic
What they call me? I'm Juzzy Alex
I'm in the bay, I'm in my zone
With the windows low and we ridin' slow

[Hook]
And you gotta ride slow, ride slow, ride slow [x4]
And you gotta ride slow when you're chilling with your dogs
Got some women sitting in the backseat of your car
And you gotta ride slow when you're in this game
Just tryna make a name
Get money get fame
Boy, you gotta ride slow

[Verse 2]
And you gotta say my name when you see me
Justin Alexander, soon these kids gon' wanna be me
Riding real slow cause this life too fast
So I got the seat back, just sitting in the pass
Where we at with the party?
I'm just tryna get it started
Make sure it's lit
It's a bay thang
They ain't in the same game
Changed lanes on these haters, watch when I make it
Cause I'm riding real slow, watch me pose for the camera
Seen some bad women down, down in Atlanta
But, ain't nothing like a girl from the bay
Yeah, I heard 'em say that they want ya boy J
So I'm just rapping all day
Making these tracks
In the Club House all work no slack
Like that like that like this and uh
Lemme, lemme talk to you like this uh huh

[Bridge]
Cause girl you looking good so let me take you on a date
We can chill out in the city
Anytime, any place
Know you like it when I'm rapping you just don't know what to say
I welcome you into the Club House
Babygirl, you're free to stay, stay, stay

[Hook]
Ride slow with me [x4]
Ride slow [x4]

[Verse 3]
Young boy that killed the game
I'm just wishing they hear my name
Juzzy Alex, Juzzy Alex
Yeah that boy that got the talent
That bass bumpin'
We ain't frontin'
You could never tell me my name's nothin'
With the breeze blowin' I keep goin'
All day I keep flowin'
Spitting the real that you won't understand
Unless you ever helped me or gave me a hand
Living this life that you never get back
You could die where you from or could die where you at
Riding real slow just staring at the city
The lights are all shining the women are pretty
Not all about money, not all about hating
All about the dream and I bet we gon' make it so

[Hook]
If you feel it you gon' ride real slow
With your windows on roll
Letting everybody know [x2]
And you gotta ride slow when you're chilling with your dogs
Got some women sitting in the backseat of your car
And you gotta ride slow when you're in this game
Just tryna make a name
Get money, get fame
Boy, you gotta ride slow

[Outro]
This is the Club House
Gotta welcome you [x4]