Yung Massina - Still My Dog [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Ain’t nothing changed, I’m loyal to the game nigga
Just do your thang, my nigga you remain nigga
And fuck the fame I’ll aways be the same nigga
The same nigga, The same nigga

[Hook]
You still my dog, You still my dog
You still my dog, You still my dog
You still my dog, You still my dog
You still my motherfucking dog
You still my dog, You still my dog
You still my dog, You still my dog
You still my dog, You still my dog
You still my motherfucking dog
Ain’t nothing changed, I’m loyal to the game nigga
Just do your thang, my nigga you remain nigga
And fuck the fame I’ll aways be the same nigga
The same nigga, The same nigga


[Verse 1]
My nigga, my dog, my motherfucking partner
Until the day I go, man I motherfucking got ya
All the nights we done sat up, breaking down them collards
We was sweeping out the product, raking in them dollars
Club Libra popping bottles, thumbing through them checks
Having contests to see how many bitches we could catch
‘Member when I got that text, said lil Ronnie touched your sack
So we bussed that nigga head, took the bread and that was that
We used to hang on ‘em, we used to bang on ‘em
No subway for them bitches, just ran a train on ‘em
That’s when you changed on me over Tonya Killings
Started tripping when you heard I had her legs up to the ceiling
Catching feelings ‘bout a female dog
I ain’t calling you a bitch but you was acting like a female dog
That’s when we fell off, my nigga I’ma let you go
But ain’t shit changed bruh I gotta let you know

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
My girl, my world, my motherfucking gutta (bitch)
Until the day I go, I’ma motherfucking love ya
Missed calls, missing rubbers, know that shit I did was wack
No receipt for the past baby I can’t take it back
‘member we was blowing thrax, listening to Tha Carter
I promised you a ring and you promised me a daughter
The blunt got shorter and then we got our groove on
You said it’s too long, girl it’s been too long
Now you done moved on, got tired of waiting on me
You got a new nigga, had a baby on me
And I ain’t hating homie but that was fucked up
And I can’t even trip ‘cause girl I fucked up
But trust I ain’t trying to get y’all to stress
Good luck with the fam man I wish y’all the best
Yes, and though I gotta let you go
Ain’t shit changed girl I gotta let you know

[Hook]