Kris Henry - Fear Of God [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Kris Henry)
I swear niggas is frauds
You either eat or you starve
Toothpicks after Ruth Chris
Make a niggas bitch wanna eat with the Gods
Feeling like Mike at his prime
Jackson, Jones
Tyson, Jordan
Shorty wanna spoon
But a nigga forking
Lick her plate clean then I curve in the morning
(sfx)
And we don't take kindly to threats
Shorty keep the nine in the Vette
Make her sniff water
Give her wine til she wet
Told shorty jerk my dick while I dine on her breasts
Niggas act wild get tamed with the stretch
Fuckin on shorty while my chain hits my chest
I swear her brain be the best
Getting head while I swang through the West

(Ibn Inglor )

My old styles dead nigga, you can't ride a ride that ain't there nigga
You be their nigga, no friends over here
Niggas wonder why I'm lonely, bitch, You wonder why I'm only
The nigga that can pull this God shit cause you phony
I wrote this in twenty, make it five of your hoes want to screw me
Live from the south side ave., nigga what
(Hold my mu'fuckin' drink dog)
I'll never give a fuck, I'm about that nigga
South side, send it up
Altgeld Breed, talk that weed
Ten racks G.P., talk that cream
Walk that stream or plank nigga
Givenchy sharks in that tank nigga
Dive, hold your breath until you can't nigga, Gawd