Lil Flash - Fable [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
Up jock to his face
I'ma give his ass a facial
Off a xan run around the cribs ten chops under the table
Yo man say he about that life
That life he live a fable
He say he on TV but he ain't go no cable
This goofy sweet like mangoes
This chopper makes this fucker taste the rainbow
Big ass chopper, Saint's Row, Saint's Glo
Op thot, on the block, shoot her in her a hole

[Verse 1: Lil Flash]
Saw an op lackin' hard on his block he ain't on shit tho
10 mops in the crib in the grass pull em out split throats
Chicken Room (x2)
Favorite room in the house
Pull up on yo thot get her ass out her blouse
Honey at my home with a new chrome
Got a brick phone and a flip phone
Got a cell phone another diss song
Got a dip sang like I'm Jim Jones
Like my bro Sono I'm not turning down bitch
I'm too busy burning out bitch
Get the glo and beam it green like i'm living
Pistol at yo snapback chop off your brainz

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[Verse 2]
Gang gone get ya shorty
Get ya homies (x2)
Get ya brodies
Act a fucking goofy fucking nosey
Face a 100 blunts like I'm lonely
They dick ride cause I'm glo'd up
Swisher with doing donuts
Leave it to his head he fold up
He on Youtube ain't got internet on TV ain't got cable
He been rapping like 20 year run ain't been on no label
Briefcase on his back think he has his racks in it
His shit ain't been played like Batman
I'ma rapper so you know that I love rap and shit
Got a powder beefing you gone have sandwiches
And my brodie in the kitchen whippin' immaculate
Try to tweak and I'ma pop you before you can count to six
Try to geek just pop 2 xans and you'll be outta here
I just copped 2 zips off of some fucking counterfeit
Counterfeit money I spent this shit at dominate
I say fuck school but I'm so good at the calculus

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