Ro Ransom - All Dogs Go To Heaven feat. QuESt [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Ro Ransom]
Niggas Was Fronting On Me
But We've Seen That Before
I Just Pulled Up In Some Shit You Ain't Seen That Before Dog I Was Chasing That
Money We've Been On The Road
I Put My Life In This Shit I Can't Take It No More
The World In My Hands
My Bitch Make Me Feel Like The Man
I need Franklins and Grants
West Side Shit You Won't Understand

[Hook: Ro Ransom]
My God Can You Imagine?
Two Moons Since I Seen Jasmine
She Knows How Bad I Want It
God Damn I Need This Shit
My Dogs All Lost Without Me
These Oxy's Got Me Drowsy
Late Night I'm All Alone
Playing "Lord Knows" In The Whip

[Verse 2: QuESt]
Underground Kings on this Underground Scene
Fuck Who You Checking For, We Run In Episodes
Might Look Like I Can These Cameras Won't Let it Show
Don't Let This Game Muzzle You Hidden Agendas
Boy Don't Get Too Comfortable, This Ain't The Huxtables
And I'ma Need Two Or Three Racks To At Least Come
And Fuck With You, And That's If I Fuck With You
Drowning A Vision, A Bitch To Accustomed To
Oh Yeah You Did It, But It Ain't Untouchable
Pick Up Your Princess Like She Ain't Unfuckable
The Good Ones Go if you wait too long
But I Can Turn Saint To A Sinner, Let Her Role With A Winner
Much Different Of A Dream To One, It's Just Facts Bro
Wise Up, Sink Full Of Dishes, You's Paying Tuition
I'm Paying Attention, Everythings Changed
I Just Raised My Suspicion, Thought I Was Trippin
Coming To Grips With The Cost I Was Given
I Question That Shit, Guessing It's Time To Invest In That Shit

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ro Ransom]
All My Bitches Got The Molly Nose
Model sweat on my follicles
Goddamn I'm so hot I'm cold
Four bands bet I'm coppin' clothes
Debit Card Got a lot of those
Hoes chase like the pot of gold
Maneater like Hall & Oates
Say I'll Call But I Probably Won't
Feel Like We Got The Monopoly
All Summer long I was droppin' heat
Feel Like Can't Nobody Stop The Team
Filippelli, Jayex, Rob and me
Goddamn Man This Shit To Easy
Man I'll school a nigga, man im Mr. Feeny
Im On ??? and my nigga need me
Breaking bread there; plate with the linguini
God Damn Im In All Black
But she all white like I sold a brick
Running Round Catch A Contact
Party All Night Cuz We Bout This Shit
Riverside that's my girl's spot, know she got money cause the paintings all on the wall and shit
Misfits On Some Balla Shit, Let Me Talk My Shit
I Been Non Stop Since November
In the Wonderland where there's cold weather
Yesterday's Clothes Im A Go Getter
NIgga Hatin On Me But They Know Better
Then to mention Ro
Cuz I Got That cut the tension Flow
Four wheel with suspension flow
When the future's here, boy the youth is here
Time to let it go nigga