Lor Scoota - Intro [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Y.B.S. Boyz
Still in the Trenches
Scoota up next
We here
DJ Manny
Got the fucking streets
Always fuckin' wit real niggas
My A1 niggas
My day 1 niggas
Scoota up next yall
We ain't playin
Scoota get ready
Scoota get ready
The song is ours!

[verse 1]
What you know about comin up in the system?
Not seein your family for months
And you miss them
Court days been postponed
You missed Christmas
Birthday coming up
Family leave and you giftless
Ain't nobody givin you shit
You on they shit list
Niggas wanna get you hit
You on they hit list
Fuck errybody who hating
Dont forget this
I wanna see ya face when I make it
Take a twit pic
With all this bread
Niggas could have a picnic
We hit the mall instead
Fuck up a couple bengies
I got hood swag
7Gs and it fitted
40 tucked in the finny
Got a nigga limpin
On my A-Game
Never slip on my pimpin
Never let in the field
Chicken niggas get grilled
Better watch your surroundins
And the team that you build
Better use your antennas
You can sense 60 real
If you a real nigga
You know what it is
Im trynna do business
Friday night lets make a deal
Half these niggas bluffin
Acting like they real
How you got babies
But you ain't got no crib?
Claiming he da plug
And he sitting on the mills
Im from Baltimore City
That much money get you killed
Niggas get that much money
Dont know how to live
They fuck it all up
On clothes, cars, and pills
They make it sound good
Imma give you the real
I know a nigga lookin at me
Like is he real?
Listen to this shit that I speak and you can tell
I made it bounce back before right off the ground
I ain't talking basketball
That ain't my style
Sold so many god damn pills
We ran out
Called the pack liner
Told them bring more out
Dope feins rushin
They trying ta get more now
Everyday Im clutchin this pistol part on my style
All I know is hustlin
Been doing this for a while
Now they got me rappin
And they feeling my style
Performing onstage
Feelin the energy from the crowd
Got 'em going wild
Scoota up next they shout
Been thuggin since a child
Acting up runnin wild
Got committed to the state
When I was only like 12
I ain't never had no father
My mother raised me herself
She say im hardheaded
Told me I dont listen
I told her imma make it
Cuz Ma I got a vision
Thats why iont take no shit from no pussy ass nigga
Frettin me, You can get it cuz my momma need me livin
Real life
Im speakin facts
I see an opportunity
Imma take the chance
I know they gonna hate
Let me say fuck 'em in advance
I ain't worried bout the snakes
I already cut the grass
Up next
Im campaignin
I grind hard
This shit grainin hard work pay off
So I can take it
These niggas fakin
Till they make it
But all that hatin
Dont need fame
Some type of way
That hatin made me
Im built to land
These niggas can't break me
Thats why they mad
They can't take me
(what up!!!)