YounGod - Streets [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1)
Handcuffs Fuck Nothin to stop me I go harder
Shit shit Imma Fit to it ! My nigga got money Go deeper
Never chose a leader,We ain't have a Dre to be a beater
Go hard in tha paint have a future,Ah What to feature
Dear homeboy We G shit We'll be havin shit heavier
If you niggas from pussy,Damn just bout juicy

(Hook)
Ganstas,Dealas,Smokas Damn we In tha Streets
Killas,Jackas,Leadas No one lookin peace
Thats what we call Streetz

(Verse 2)
Some niggas think I been fake for been Fame
Damn mothafucka you just been jealous when you learn we Ain't same
I neve givva fuck to chaser,I and my nigga called Taker
Damn if you wanna make shit for your leaders
All ya we been MOB enough all ya mothafuckas
Pussy niggas Fake niggas Fake Killas
We tha Bad Boy Killas

(Hook)
Gettin Versace,You tryin cut me,Damn Spendin for ferrari
Everything For Fam,Look at my niggas We ain't same
Damn Damn Its ain't...Same Ahh

(Verse 3)
We walkin to hood,Police on us again,Damn we faded Again,Ahh You mothafuckas nothin but havin pain
We raiders can't get your jobs On hood
Call yourself a Rich Nigga but Nuttin bout Food
Thinkin better than dreamin Dreamin worse than wishin
I chose makin Ahh

(PMugShot 4)
Murdered,Blame me...Nothing to do Blame gangstas
Damn nigga We ain't bout delivery,Just fuckin crazy
Our learder eazy,He showed us Richs been bitchs
Yeah we made it,My niggas an me Yeah dont blame it on this Coward niggas !(Jay-Z) We got nothin to scare from Slugs !
Can't let you rats Fuck wit us ! I ain't JayI got no change !
Same as hell !

(Hook)
Gettin Versace,You tryin cut me,Damn Spendin for ferrari
Everything For Fam,Look at my niggas We ain't same
Damn Damn Its ain't...Same Ahh

(Verse PMugShot 5)
Drugs wasted in tha hood like yo boy,Dont come to hood wit your toy,Shut tha fuck up All we know
(YounGod)
No one can fuck with this thugs
(PMugShot)
Can't believe you niggas livin in laughs
(YounGod)
Expect Rifles,AkFortySeven Thinkin
(PMugShot)
We Made that shit