Young Debo - 2015 Flow (G-mix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Whipin up bricks?...yehh I do it for a check
Im rollin through yo hood throwin up my set
Young rich ass gangsta, gotta keep it trill
No snitchin so you better keep your mouth sealed
Me and Rich Kidd got one thing in common
We'll pull that choppa, 100 rounds to the stomach
Plug shippin bricks, I told'em "esse, keep it comin"
Wait pause
Now keep this track goin, on some real shit
Workin hard in trap, gotta get rich
40 Glock, stay cocked with a long clip
Kill any niqqa, don't matter, Blood or Crip
I hear niqqas talkin bout they want beef
You wanna beef, lets beef, catch me in the streets
Every time you see me, Imma run up with the heat
Poppa cap in your throat, now you can't breath

(hook:Rich Kidd Harris)

Ayyye
Nigga let me catch you in the streets
Ian never had nothing but i made ends meet
That nigga vegetarian
He don't won't no beef
Niggas lame
Period
2015
I keep some jelly beans in my Billy Jeans
Ayyee
Nigga wanna try to run up on me 30 niggas on the wayy
Guns all in your faccccce
And Debo will put that ruger in your facccceee
Ooooh oooh ooooh
Aaaayyyye