DeQuince - Intro [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Suga Free : We From Pomona and we finna drop this ol' dope shit right here


Verse 1: Check it , I came to rip it in a second
Rappers meetin their death wish spittin'bars that's impressive
I've been selective with emcees cause it's too many
They disrespect the art weak bars would just offend me
And to my city i promise that we gon' do it
I have to prove it cause these haters acting so foolish
I've been the coolest, student, before I was in school and
And I ain't gotta bang it to show you to grip a tool man
So step back cause nigga's wack and they stealin' raps
I'm kickin' flavor to these haters like im craig mack
Yo favorite rapper's dead wack tell em Eminem
(Eminem: You wacker then the monthafucka you bit yo style from)
Uhh!
I kick it raw like eddie murphy you haven't learned see
Im school rappers so hot that you might feel the burning
I swear im soning emcees thats word out to my mother
Then i guess im that mothafucka mothafucka


Hook:
I said im sick of these so called rappers and gangstas
Niggas playa hate but we the true playas
Im sick of these so called rappers and gangstas
All these playas fake we the true playas

Hip hop !!! (echoes)
*Gunshot*
Straight out pomona mothafucka

Verse 2 :
Snoop Dogg : From the P O M O N A

Where all the blocks look like friday they bangin on people
You know the steelo niggas steady thinkin' they Deebo
We go fuckin harder than 3 hoes trynna sell they choochie
For loot seen up on East Holt
And on the west they bangin 357 the gun and the set and
This Pomona, what you expecting
Bet these Crips stay equipped with mack tens or elevens
But i ain't wearing blue or red and im all about my bread and
I'm on San Antonio watching crack heads fight
Over a cart full of cans they collected all night
Man it's Cholos all around Bloods is 456
I hope you got yo clips if you gon' talk you shit and
I know the crime rate is higher than last years
Niggas is thinkin faster trynna blast ya man
I pray to God that i make it on the TV
Cause i've been hearing gunshots while workin' on my cd's
Feel that its only just a matter of time for I adapt to the crime
Im finna cop me a nine and i ain't lying

(Hook)

Verse:
This ain't Diamond Bar nigga this is Pomona
Where them gang signs thrown on the wrong street
You's a goner
Niggas getting smoked like marijuana
And hoes walk on Holt on every corner
Who trynna get they dick suck, these hoes on the blade to get bucks
And these Pimps dont even give fucks
Nigga I was raised by my momma
She didn't ask my dad for a dollar
She wanted my ass to be a scholar but i failed tho
Only child bailed tho
Will i ever make it only time could fuckin tell tho
Niggas started robbing and hitting licks
Running in your mothafuckin crib
Better know i want yo mothafuckin shit
If this album dont blow, then it ain't no more
If dont get this dough ,then i can't go tour
Alot niggas wanna work, but they can't no more
Alot of niggas want a verse, but it ain't no more
Man im just being honest these rappers dont really got it
I was passing cd's where niggas could get shot quick
They slangin crack on the block a block away from the coppers
Gangstas stay wit a chopper spray yo body with copper
Hoes get played like arcades no time to parlay
So we gon' get this dough or we part ways