Big KRIT - Keep It Movin' [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
Ay keep it movin' pimpin' I don't know you (x3)
Go on with that talkin' hard fo' I have to choke you off
Ay keep it movin' shawty I don't know you (x3)
Go on with that talkin' hard fo' I have to choke you off

[Verse 1]
Keep it movin' nigga I don't know you
Ay it's a rap shawty I'mma blow too
See me in the streets so I'm chillin' in the club
Either way I'm gettin' paid and they still showin' love
Ride through Atlanta and they know who jammin'
Young Krizzle [?] at the club what's happenin'
Cuz that's what's happenin'
And I've been buzzin'
You'se a rap as a front homie I'm still hustlin'
Folk know the K 'bout to take this game
I'm a pimp and it oozes out my veins
You can be a king long as I see millions
Homie you can stay king as long as I get millions
Cuz I'mma hit the scene and give em somethin' to feel
End a whole lot of careers when I sign my deal
In a position of power, we gettin' paper
You wanna end the K reign you better get your hate up

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Chop a nigga off if he come at me sideways
'Specially if I'm in the ride sittin' sideways
Keep yo' mouth shut shawty don't show your grill
[?] talk might get ya killed
It's all brave baby in a little [?]
Niggas stop rappin' now cuz the shit I utter
They tossin' shells like they throwin' out rice
I been married to the game with a [?] like Christ
Beat the mic like [?]
Gettin' money like TIP
Stay fly, igh, igh, igh, igh, igh like three 6
Hit the [?] and I spend by the grand
Ginger bread paper, get it fast as I can
Ears to the streets cuz the streets don't lie
Real recognise real and yo' credentials don't apply
Still warmin' up playa y'all ain't ready to ball
Better go talkin' hard before I have to choke you off

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Allow me introduce myself, young Krizzle in the flesh nigga
Colder than a northern blizzard, flyer than a jet nigga
Straight up out the dirty dirty where we put it down
I represent the M, [?]ville and the Jack-town
Sippin [?] shawty, rep it like it spo'd to bleed
Might as well label me, king of Mississippi
I'm on my grind daily and the hood folk raise me
See Me On Top got the internet crazy
The game ain't the same, most of these niggas dumb as label signing anything handin' out out money
Boys wanna hate, but they know they can't handle us
Same ones comin' up show up like a Leprechaun

[Hook]