2Pac - My Closest Roaddogz (OG) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Me and my closest Road Dawg nigga (Mussolini)
You know whats up (Big Syke)
West side (Thug Life baby)
Outlaw (the return of the mashes)
You know how we do it
HaHaHaHa

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Shit half the times we fought and caused trouble
My closest road dog it was cool cause I love you
Fuck what they talkin' bout
Let me take you back in time, rewind to eighty-nine
Introduced me to this life of crime, but we was blind
Little nappy-haired juveniles, livin' wild
No smiles on our faces, thirteen catchin' cases
Indeed, it was misery
Driven by my own demons, cause they was killin' me
How can I be sure I'll be saved soon?
Catch me dip into the light, of a stray moon
It's gettin' deeper now, let me get yo' mind right
Fuck yo' enemies, nigga grip yo' nine tight, tonight's the night
Murder murder Mr. Lucifer
Pictures of the devil DUCK when he shoot at cha, it's all political
Runnin' from the future, escapin' in the fog
Live yo' life like a hog nigga, me and my closest roaddogz

[2Pac talking]
All my enemies scatter
Me and my closest roaddogz
Mussolini, Makaveli true to the belly, fuck em all
Me and my closest roaddogz
Untouchable motherfuckin worldwide mob figures
Deathrow, westside when we ride our enemies die
U know what time is
Mussolini

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
My mind's in jeopardy, my thoughts in pass
I know I'll die soon, so there's no need to ask
How will me homeboys remember me
Bury me a G, casket full of Hennessy
We Thug Life niggas...
Watch for the second coming
Cause I can see the sun
Automatic gunfire makin' all them niggas run...
Run from the future, escaping from the fog
Livin' life like a hog nigga, me and my closest roaddog...

[Verse 3: Musolini]
Fuses in dark
Since little locs in the park
We kept it tight
Searching for light
But none in sight...
I know God see a nigga in this turmoil suspense
Trapped in this gutter residence
I convinced...
We commence to mash
Get the cash is all we wanted
With the desire expired
Cause every hood is haunted...
By killers and jackers, tryin' to make it as a street hog
Bustin' out a coupe in the smog, just me and my row dog...
Nigga just me and my row dog
Makaveli just me and my row dog (row dog, nigga)
Just me and my row dog
Just me and my row dog

[Verse 4: Musolini]
Everything we did as kids was for the turf
Tryin' to make it work, and my women is gettin' her feelings hurt...
See that's my row dog, and you my row pup baby
Not liking him and sweatin' me is makin' shit crazy...
Hazy days with intentional ways, don't make me choose
Military days escalates, so you know you lose...
My crew, we do chaos, drivin' through county
Disappear off the earth, only my row dog could find me...
Always on the side of me, and danger parleyin' on better days
Took off the hope to stay down forever to our dyin' dayz...
I pray to y'all way every night to leave this white across
Whoever go first, don't let the other get lost...
Playa Boss, is what we call ourselves soon as we got to chase our wealth
Now we sound like niggas with a bigger arsenal on our shelf...
Train this group of G's, Death Before Dishonor
Shakin' fleas, fuck with these you a goner...
My age partner, on my side do we ride
We synchronize information, makin' hits, pullin' licks
Building our reputation...
In the hood, from a tiny to a G hog
Nothing comes close nigga, then me and my row dog...
Just me and row dog livin on the mutherfuckin edge
Just me and row dog
Nigga just me and my row dog
Just me and my row dog