Nuzzy Ashton - 5am In Saint Paul Mn (Freestyle) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Nuzzy]


Uh
I'mma hard time stunna
Living in the freeway, tryna get my own of
Pretty women passing by
Think i gotta chase her!
But i'mma let it pass though word up to my lil bros
Nikes on my feet and your girl think im unique
Swervin on these hoes
Put their ass to sleep
Cuz talk is hella cheap
Spend times on the beat
We ain't fucking with Police
Cuz everything is neat, the Rap Game is fucked up
I can't let it be, a nigga said he had my back
But never show it
Fake friends be on some hoe shit
Fucking two niggas at the sametime
That's the chick i don't fuck with, i tell her eveyrhting i spit
Would make the ground shake, call that Earthquake
My mind is heavy, been smoking Blunts since morning
Shout out to the girls, who took the time to love me
And shout out to the niggas who said
I wouldn't be shit, Science class fucked up
So i spend times writing real shit
But Ms. B had my back though
Spend times talking about her sister in Toronto

Yeah
I did this for my niggas, back in the days
We were busy selling papers
Pioneer Press a nigga still gotta deliver


[Verse 2: Ruthless]

Okay
As i look up the sky, blown back on Disc-Trax
Chilling with my girl where she rubbing on my six pack
You need to get back
Your flow needs a Tic-Tac
Good pussy i get that
Lose these niggas
When i switch track, i switched in lanes
Your shit is lame, make a bitch famous
I don't know what her name is, im gettin Guap
I'm throwing cash, make it rain bitch
Uh, first i gotta see how your game is
We could make this happen
Ride this dick i'd be the captain
No choplist girl, but we can make it crackin
Its like the lack of moster, you could call it crackane
Pick up on these lame games
While other niggas be Lackin
I ain't the mail man, but you know i stay packing
I remain original while others swagger jackin
In a world full of race, catch me overlappin
Try to step it up, but its too late for your reaction

[Verse 3: Nuzzy]

Uh
17 and living, life at the fullest
Big niggas getting knocked out like Otis
Never ask the question
Can't even mention
Last name anxious, i can't wait til last year
Bout to get my groove on
Better get the move on
Living life, paradise, tell me what em women like
I would like to meet one, better yet the Bre one
Light skinned Virgin
Cute with a nice Bam
High school changed me
Science teacher owes me
Only nigga laying back, think i need my baby back
Hanging with the best bro
Call my nigga Matt-Role
You ain't tryna beef bro, let me get the meat, matter of fact
I need a beat, going ham on elite
I dont need no back up, let me get my cash up
Money come first
Hoes comes last, your girlfriend is mad
But i don't really care, middle finger in the air
Tell her tough luck, bitch