Beez - Gang$ta [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
You know me I'm a G-A-N-G-S-T-A-A-A-A-A-A
One phone call swear to god it's going down like mayday-day-day-day-day
You know me I'm a G-A-N-G-S-T-A-A-A-A-A-A
One phone call swear to god it's going down like mayday-day-day-day-day
That shit so gangsta my nigga
The shit me and my niggas do be gangsta my nigga
Getting money fucking bitches living gangsta my nigga
That shit so... (that shit so)
Man that shit so G-A-N-G-S-T-A-A-A-A-A-A


[Verse 1]
I wake up early, kush in the paper then start twirling
Just one lick, light that back and get that bitch burning
Ain't too worried with that fuck that shit that don't concern me
Hair looks rough gotta get that shit lined up next pearly
Hop in a group text what's good for today my niggas?
I don't know about y'all but a nigga like me tryna hop on some tail like Tigger
My car beat so loud don't blame me blame my weed and system
When I leave my crib they probably be like "That stupid nigga!"
Ain't too much I could tell you 'bout this life I be living
Ain't no way to explain just how high I be getting
I got way more bars than any size of a prison
If you want action come get at me like a follow on Twitter-ter-ter-ter-ter-ter-ter-ter
Blowing through this cake like it's my fucking b'day
Make the tables turn like I'm a fucking DJ
And to my haters I decided I love all of y'aaaall
Funny thing is that I wrote this verse on April fools day. Hahahaha


[Hook]
You know me I'm a G-A-N-G-S-T-A-A-A-A-A-A
One phone call swear to god it's going down like mayday-day-day-day-day
You know me I'm a G-A-N-G-S-T-A-A-A-A-A-A
One phone call swear to god it's going down like mayday-day-day-day-day
That shit so gangsta my nigga
The shit me and my niggas do be gangsta my nigga
Getting money fucking bitches living gangsta my nigga
That shit so... (that shit so)
Man that shit so G-A-N-G-S-T-A-A-A-A-A-A


[Verse 2]
It's push to start my shit, cut on when I ain't in it
Even though I'm rolling as I swear I'm winning
No pun intended, two chains on, oh yeah I'm different
On the real this beat so loud might hit the Nae Nae in it
Back to the bars cause this shit here is L-I-V-E
Yeah I'm BEEZ don't make no jokes 'bout the H-I-V-E
In the lab, with a white girl, pushing buttons like get out Dee-Dee
Hanging on my rod, I swear to God, she'll end up like Mimi
One hand in the air one hand on my dick it's disco season
I dropped your chick in here like I had crisco grease in
I had one hand on her chest pledge of alliegence
My other hand was in between her thighs oh Jesus!
All I need in this life of sin
Is me, Mary and a bottle of Hen'
Real shit, I do not pretend
It's obvious I'm the fucking man
Man I just want them Benjamin's
In the end
Fuck a twin
And her twin
Again, and again, again, and again, again, and again
Why you acting clueless?

[Hook]
You know me I'm a G-A-N-G-S-T-A-A-A-A-A-A
One phone call swear to god it's going down like mayday-day-day-day-day
You know me I'm a G-A-N-G-S-T-A-A-A-A-A-A
One phone call swear to god it's going down like mayday-day-day-day-day
That shit so gangsta my nigga
The shit me and my niggas do be gangsta my nigga
Getting money fucking bitches living gangsta my nigga
That shit so... (that shit so)
Man that shit so G-A-N-G-S-T-A-A-A-A-A-A