Ladell Parks - On My Level Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Jaclyn Niska, Ladell Parks]

Hey Ladell
What's up
I heard that nigga was talking shit about you
What nigga
Trail
Man he always talking shit
Man I'm handle him
Yeah he at the spot talking mad shit about you
Oh yeah alright, tell him I said this

[Verse 1: Ladell Parks]

Nigga hate me because I count racks
Because I count stacks
And if he try
Then Imma diss him back
Nigga softer than a mother fucking fruit snack
Now you got me on roast mode
So here we go
I heard you a lame, ain't got no game
Insane in the brain
Where you get your shoes and shirt
With your ugly ass juice stain
Payless shoes ain't got no grip
You fall down and bust your hip
There go a tip for your ass
Next time Imma hit you in your mother fucking lip
Walking around dusty, musty
Looking ass crusty, rusty
Fuck with me or my crew
It'll be the last I swear
Trust me
Don't believe me, try and see
Bitch this something I want you too
If you don't, I got homeboy's coming after your ass too

[Hook: Ladell Parks]

See Imma have to take a shot down I think twice
Cause I'm gonna have to handle this nigga Trail Price I swear
Imma fuck him up
I'm gonna fuck him up
Imma fuck him up
I'm gonna fuck him up
So Imma drag his ass down the street
Cause he know he's about to get his ass super beat I swear
Imma fuck him up
I'm gonna fuck him up
Imma fuck him up
I'm gonna fuck him up
You know it