S.O.B South Of Bloor - Bird Huntin' [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Yung Casper]

Uhh
Rize Up MG, CFG, SOB

[Chorus: Yung Casper]

We're ridin' round in camo, and we got the ammo
Gettin' to them bands bro we're bird huntin famo

Bird Huntin', Bird Huntin', Bird Huntin'
Bird Huntin', Bird Huntin', Bird Huntin'

[Verse 1: Nizama Amazin]

Bird Huntin', finna swerve somethin'
These fuck niggas got nerve cousin
Got my dreadlocks tied up
And i'm hoodied up so he don't know who hit em
I know where he at, and who rollin' with em
And he fucked, he ain't gon' be the only victim
Better shoot it out, i ain't goin to prison
Less his sister, brother, father, mother miss em'
What's on the news, another victim
Families like whats wrong with the children
There ain't no love just drugs and bitches
Nigga quit ya bitchin', squad done get it
I'm on my pivot, the urge is sickenin'
To slut these bitches, yeah I'm double dippin'
With this double cup and this shuttle with me
Make me beam em' up captain kirk a nigga
Catch a face shot straight murk a nigga
Bet the kick back straight jerk a nigga
Like a bad bitch tryna work a nigga
Duck, duck, goose then i Joe Dirt a nigga
Scooby snatch em' up, where you goin' nigga
Nigga hold that nigga, fuck control that nigga
Get stepped on like roaches nigga
Man I'm ghost ridin' Johnny Blazin' niggas

[Chorus: Yung Casper]

We're ridin' round in camo, and we got the ammo
Gettin' to them bands bro we're bird huntin famo

Bird Huntin', Bird Huntin', Bird Huntin'
Bird Huntin', Bird Huntin', Bird Huntin'

[Verse 2: Yung Casper]

I heard they're pushin' packs
Niz let's go and get em'
Lets run up on em strapped
Late nights when we'll hit em'
Grab the money, the dope
Rob anyone that's with em'
And if they got ice on em'
Then we're gonna' strip em'
Man we're ridin' round and we're Bird Huntin'
Comin' for you if we even hear the word stuntin'
If you got loud packs and that's the word youngin's
Will roll on you for whatever your pumpin'
Fuck all this rap , I'm comin' for packs
You ain't all that, you'd get jumped in the trap
My people run in with the mask that's all black
Bird Huntin's what's puttin' these cats on the map
I eat food like I'm obese
Cedar Block you know me
I'm still the same old homey
That fucks hoes B and blows trees
And I don't give a fuck how your feelin'
I'm comin for you if your dealin'
Man lately I've been makin' a killin'
Cuz Bird Huntin' is how I'm livin'

[Chorus: Yung Casper]

We're ridin' round in camo, and we got the ammo
Gettin' to them bands bro we're bird huntin famo

Bird Huntin', Bird Huntin', Bird Huntin'
Bird Huntin', Bird Huntin', Bird Huntin'

[Outro: Nizama Amazin]

Yeah got me feelin like Si with this 30/30
I'm legally blind but i can see you niggas
Hah fuck with me
Duck Dynasty the shit out your ass nigga