Sylvan LaCue - Grind Ruff [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]-Quest
It's Quest Muthafucka I'm the talk of the town
With my Polo shit you know me, i be horsin around
Fresh kicks and oh, I'm out of that Bentley
I'm the ringman you the Fonzworth Bentley
Haters holla show off, ask your bitch i go off
With Trip and my nigga Joe Green will knock your nose off
Love when these bitches and them toys come around
Cuz it's like simon says when them tops comin down
Quest shifts a low nigga hundred strings in my JanSport
Now I'm so fly my outfit needs a passport
Fuck with fly bitches, bad, some even lesbian
Hatin when a nigga start hittin'-Barry Bonds
Come to Byrds my nigga I get my Larry on
He ain't about a dollar my nigga go 'head and carry on
I'm good in every hood, muthafucka get at me
Southside, H.B.z , Hollis at me

[Hook]-Hollis Boyz
We came a long way, started at the bottom
Now I'm on top, muhfucka whats the problem?
Got ya hand out but i don't owe you shit
Matter of fact you see this choppa muhfucka hold this
Yeah
I got money on my mind, i hope you on yours, cuz I'm on mine
I'm forever on my grind, forever on my grind, forever on my grind

[Verse 2]-Dot
The more they hate, the more I stunt
First it was two fingers, now it's one (Fuck em)
Awww, empty magnum rapper, never enough paper, onto another chapter
Life full of laughter champagne spillin, came a long way
Playin dat block caine dealin
Have Ferrari dreams while i was driftin in the hoopty
Down to my last move that you see
I had to get it on my own without a helpin hand
Now i got enough green to turn into a circus fan
Daaamn, I know you mad i made it
Henny, Herms mad kicks I know you aggravated
Sorry just makin a a faster statement
But take it how you want it muhfucka
From the bottom to the top
Hollywood from the block
My grind don't stop remember its Dot

[Hook]

[Verse 3]-Team Wallet
It's Team Wallet Don nigga with the money life
Everytime i come around all the hustlers gettin hype
Cuz we'll recognize real and you ain't the type
If Swag don't kill him then we fuckin crush his might (HBZ)
Money touch every night, every day, get a buck flip it twice
Fuck is up? whats the pay?
Lightin' up nigga hit me when the cake right
These haters got my eyes lookin like my break lights
You niggas got stage fright , I'm front and center homes
Grinding through that summer till i get them chromes