Haas Spitta - Cop Some Thangs [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: The Space King]
Ridin’ down the block in a new whip
And them fuck niggas hatin’ ain’t gonna do shit
Got a old gun, got a new clip
And them zombie rounds will chew through your flesh quick
I see you niggas hatin’ so I cop some thangs
A new AR that I can’t take to the range
Is you niggas insane, thinkin’ I ain’t doing my thang
Man I hopped off the porch when I was only 13
And I’m fly as a motherfucker, ask ya bitch
Tryna hit it in the 6 never give it back
Nigga nah that’s my bottom bitch
Y’all know me pay no mind to the haters
Black and chrome nine, just like the Raiders
Run up on me boy, that’ll be the day boy
Niggas gon’ hate and bitches are haters
The least I could do is get my cake up
Pave the way for, any motherfuckers that’s on my label
Me and my brother no Cain and Abel
Back in ’06 with the caine I was able
But now I spit real shit no fables
Y’all niggas soft as a loaf of Schwebel’s
Pop the truck, I’ll let the K Jay you
Bing got me feelin’ like 50 right now
I don’t back down (nah)
You think it’s meteors rainin’
When that thing get to sprayin’ and bodies layin’
Hollow tips chew through your cool whip
Like strawberry shortcake, you niggas is short cake
Come fuck with me honey and you’ll work a short day
Yea I get long money and it’s been a long day

[Hook: Haas Spitta and Space King]
I see you niggas hatin’ so I cop some thangs
We ain’t talkin’ bout Chains we just droppin’ flames
We ain’t talkin’ bout clothes (nah)
Talkin’ bout this 32-bar I just wrote
Fuck coppin’ thangs
I see you niggas hatin’ so I cop some thangs
We ain’t talkin’ bout Bling we just droppin’ flames
We ain’t talkin’ bout clothes (nah)
Talkin’ bout this 32-bar I just wrote
Fuck coppin’ thangs

[Verse 2: Haas Spitta]
Here to resurrect rap
Y’all Cain I’m Abel so I had to come back
I know they jealous God blessed the flow bruh
That’s funny ‘cause I’m dope like caine and the flow straight murder
Who is Haas Spitta man we ain’t never heard ya?
The Lord is my shepherd come listen to the herder
Nah I’m a header, tryna hit the news
Like damn can I get a couple views, I’m so able
Back in ’09 I was watchin’ the Bengals
Y’all was born in a cradle
Back in 9-5 I was born in a stable like the King of Jews
Jesus Christ, that’s so ironic
Lord knows that I’m so unstable
It’s like my mind still stuck in Judea
All hustle no luck since 0 BC man
I ain’t had a day of, rest can you feel it in ya chest
Been flowin’ since 0 AD man I don’t give a day up
(Niggas gon’ hate) And bitches are haters
Flood the haters man I don’t give a dam(n)
Flood the haters in man I don’t give a dam(n)
I don’t give a dam

[Hook]