Westside Gunn - Hall & Nash 2 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Yo
Living the cop dealers dream
Prison was sweet my niggas Ran the whole thing
Up in B block i had the knife in my greens
Visions of a kilo whipping in my dreams
I let my cooker whip i watch the shit expand
Sky it on the table let it dry under the ceiling fan
Every 30 grand got us another thousand grams
Turned coke to oil in the frying pan (?????)
I give the workers the package they push it
Move the shit just as fact as we cook it
He had a sack so we took it
A hundred thou (???)
Fly nigga has all there C/O bitched looking
Ayo
We so prolific we sold them fishes
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Rollies on the wrists we the most consistent
The most exquisite put my hand on a thousand Quran's
Versace trunks on at the palms ayo
Bet a thousand on red
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I can hollow your head or shoot your momma instead
Smoke a blunt of sour soon as i get out of the bed
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You dead twirling the pot
Got the raw coke dancing the work
White on white like Pope Francis
Black on black Lam i call the bitch ????
Plug said he can't take no losses
I tell his ass me neither
2k for my sneakers
20 for a feature
Seen niggas make brick money off of fucking reefer
Fed boxes to my ceiling
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I pray every day for a mean run (x4)