Zin-Zeta - Niggas On the Left [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Lyrics: Clan in da front, let your feet stomp
Niggas on the left, brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right, wild for the night
Punks in the back, c'mon and attract to...

[Verse 1 - Zin-Zeta]

Ayo, hustlas, gangstas, bustas, wankstas
Cornballs, warhols, all y'all, I thank ya
For bumpin' Zetaphore Productions and Gravity
The Cut-Man and Graphic, B, back when were practically beggin' whores to hump him
We came a long way and now the metaphors are buzzin'
I remember when my mutha-f*ckin' credit score was nothin'
Now, we make enough dough to break bread with all our cousins... they never saw this comin'
Who expected all this clubbin'. T
He hunnies been lovin' me since they saw me on "Baby Girl" and heard me on "Half A Dozen."
My lyrics got'em jumpin', so their jugs are jugglin'
They huddle around me with their bubbles and let me touch'em
Once they get a hold of me, I might bend them over -
Have'em titties lookin' over-easy, and smash ovaries

[Verse 2 - Gravity]

Ayo, snake-skin snap-back, cocked by the dome-piece
Dime-piece givin' dome-piece till I fall 'sleep
Wake up half-baked... breath-stench... Hennessy
The brain was so good that the b*tch took my memory
Everyday's a new day/new brain
That means, my memory's gone temporarily
B*tch I'm a dog - a brand-new pedigree. The type to hold it down... tits... Gravity
My dick's by her cavities
I'm sick, like a room full of mutha-f*ckin' allergies - the illest nigga rappin', B

[Verse 3 - Young Cutta]

Yeah... CUTTA!
Music make'em jam, but the gun don't, cause I keep the clip clean
Bust a nigga's dome; turn his dream into a split-screen
Young nigga, but I got big dreams
I was better than niggas when I was sixteen
Real rap, nigga. Check my f*ckin' resumé
I'm in the booth, cookin' up the soup; I got the recipe
You can't box with the nigga; you're a featherweight
Nigga's mad, cause I'm after Jay like the letter 'K'