Young Hustlers - Street Issues ft Homy Beez, Charly M, Vee Dee Soulja [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Hook (homy beez)

Ain't got no doubts in this, it feels like reality
I got my mind it in, we be banging all these speakers, we be clubbing all night, never minding street issues
All my homies so tight, gotta keep the hustle going. Alright
We ain't got no Mercy, we ain't Barcelona man
Keep on chasing it, remember that you got a dream
Street issues never let them bring you down
Street issues never let them play a part
Street issues that's the sh*t I don't like
Street issues

Verse 1 (Homy Beez)

Everybody got a question, tell me who gonna answer that
Find a bread winner on the street, he is trynna make it right
Since you got guns, got scars you call yourself a thug
Am all about my business, got a vision and am passionate
What I love about my fans, y'all told that
Time never waits, mind no hate, stick to the script, like its your last verse
Am a monster on the beat and that's a fact
Push it to the limit never give up on your dreams
Them haters sound dead am just more than they can handle
You can find me up and down cause am f*cken elevating
Niggas looking heavy
The road is getting curvy
Shout out to my brother calvin
Am what I always wanted
Dream came true
I'll be spitting till its over
B*tch

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Verse 2 [Charly M]

I'm no longer in the hood but I still run the streets
I don't spit hard core, coz I don't jew bricks
In this music I'm the shit, even though I don't chill in the chamber
Man I'm up all night, looking for that paper
My flow is so sicker than a patient in the comma, you in the building care taking I think that I'm the owner
I go hard in the street find me by the corner
Skinny nigga but in the street I'm big as B Com
That's why I'm going red like voda com. My fabrics never rest, cause I work all night
In the boof I burn the mic, ashes to ashes, man I just want the money, dough on top of dough

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Verse 3 [Vee Dee Soulja]

Being a mane in a move we always roll the dice by motion
Real geez recognized every where you be paying attention
Leaving streets full of dead bodies nigger that's my honcho
Never copy that confiscate or drag me Gee o Gee vee dee soulja I be
All rappers I'm eating faces they are so delicious but tasteless
I'm upcoming with success
I'm on my high table eating punchlines
These niggers talking street issue I'm on my colors that's black n black
Bra bra bra ba black n black
I keep no sip in no cappuccino
I'm up of the barrow u kicking my honcho u better pay the bills of magazine
I'm owning swagger like never before so nigger ride on top of it
I'm st late up like jill jig ow
V v d soulja I'm up next we rolling so high nigger!! keep on popping that! nigger!! Bhraaaaaa!!!

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