VI Seconds - Contraband [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
For the next four minutes
We're gonna do some roleplay
I'm gonna be a drug lord
Here's my story

[Hook]
Contraband, Contraband
I'm counting' bands from sellin' this contraband
I'm wearing foreign shit, I'm walkin' contraband
They want a Nigga gone, for all this contraband

[Verse 1: VI Seconds]
And I'm kickin' something foreign, wait
Foreign weight, crack, fuck your debate
El Chapo, with a hot flow, hostile
Greedy children from the way I hoard the cake

See the way I came back on my shit
Feens knockin' from the moment that I package the shit
White girl for their noses
The sweet smell of Miley you know this

I can build a crib with the bricks I'm movin' within' the street
Not a worry bout' a thing police aren't gettin' me
I'm calling the shots, slick and calm as a fox
You fuckin' with the money? Then I'm palmin' a Glock

I'm armed and I pop, but if I don't really wanna'
I'm sending out my Lil' Niggas to bring you the drama
Never learned to give a fuck more
This is day by the day in the life of a drug lord

[Hook]
Contraband, Contraband
I'm counting' bands from sellin' this contraband
I'm wearing foreign shit, I'm walkin' contraband
They want a Nigga gone, for all this contraband

[Verse 2: VI Seconds]
Years later, demand in my sections
Insane, Niggas know this man is a legend
Caught a couple bodies off of Niggas rob me
If anybody saw there's no recollection

Hush, you don't want me to let this
Bust, it's known that I'm wreckless
Just know if ya man didn't make it
Trust, no retaliations

Till the day that a couple of haters
Tried to claim my life cause I'm getting my paper
They came up the palace guns a blastin'
The balls! I was shocked like the effects a taser

Niggas on the roof takin' aim with a laser
Shootin to kill thoughts of death don't phase em'
Guarding the income, offin' these fuck boys
Shit you gotta deal with, living as a drug lord

[Hook]
Contraband, Contraband
I'm counting' bands from sellin' this contraband
I'm wearing foreign shit, I'm walkin' contraband
They want a Nigga gone, for all this contraband

[Verse 3: VI Seconds]
Here I relax amongst the bodies
Don't give enough of a fuck for sorries
I lost some soldiers but I'll buy some more
Cause ain't nobody satisfied with being poor

I got coke all in my mansion
Coke all in my mansion
I got coke all in my mansion
Coke all in my.. Wait hold up

Now I wonder how these Niggas knew just where to show up
An inside job makes all the sense
Cause everything that's happenings an easy blow up
Let me slow up, Cause I can't think when tense

Let's check, almost got robbed a while back
And they knew my layout which means a rat
Is amongst my soldiers, within my pack
And if it's fucking with profit I ain't fucking with that

[Hook]
Contraband, Contraband
I'm counting' bands from sellin' this contraband
I'm wearing foreign shit, I'm walkin' contraband
They want a Nigga gone, for all this contraband

[Verse 4: VI Seconds]
Ten hut, I wanna hear no noises
Cause' one of y'all amongst us is bringing us poison
So spill, I wanna know just who got the issue
Cause I got a .45 that'll be happy to split you

So which one of you has to need to
Plot and bit the same hand that feeds you
I noticed a gone face that wasn't deceased
And it hit me, the face of the one released

The the phone rang... "So it's you Ricardo?
You know what I do, why be retardo?
I fed and paid you, you had no needs
But I guess it happens when Niggas got greed"

"Heh, my Nigga, you're funny
You took my brother, I'm taking your money
Don't chase, cause' problems are what you're beholding
The cops are gon' be there in only a moment"

[Hook]
Contraband, Contraband
I'm counting' bands from sellin' this contraband
I'm wearing foreign shit, I'm walkin' contraband
They want a Nigga gone, for all this contraband

[Verse 5: VI Seconds]
Everything that I've worked for
Whipping in the kitchen from a sophmore
Gettin' taken away at the end of this day
Cause' a snake Nigga chose to act softcore

Whoop Whoop and so it starts
All because of a bonapart
Someone I took in with generous eyes
Coming in only to plan my demise

Heh, that's how the story goes
When paper cometh some homies go
I got to be a god in this era
But trustin' a peasant? The largest of errors

Fuck it, I built this empire
And ima' stand by until I expire
And so I approach as cops shoot at my gang
So if I gotta go ima' go with a bang

[Hook]
Contraband, Contraband
I'm counting' bands from sellin' this contraband
I'm wearing foreign shit, I'm walkin' contraband
They want a Nigga gone, for all this contraband

[Outro]
And here I lay
In a fucking pool of blood
That's what I get for trustin a Nigga huh?
Fuck it