Lor Tinka - Young Moose chiraq (remix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Lor Tinka
Alreaddyy
Chiraq Remix
Youeardme

[Verse 1]
I hit it nigga
I lived it nigga
Want more
Come get it nigga
Wants some come click it nigga
Then post up
Im wit it nigga
Slap you hard
Thought they missed you
Pop you again till you get the picture
1 week straight
Haven't seen 'em
Dumb nigga you dont wanna see 'em
Cut you off
Dont fuck witchu
Then you come back sayin bae I miss you
Fuck that
Yall niggas bitches
All yall niggas stay bitchin
My brovas like shouldn't played witcha
Same bitches that played witcha
Same bitches that ate witcha
Ta be forreal they stayed witcha
These niggas keep fuckin around
What the fuck people think they can walk around
Like a boss bitch had ta shut it down
My blood was hot
Had ta cool it down
These bitch niggas can't stay around
Matter fact dont come around
All that shit you say about me
Hit you up
Pop your golds out
Won't pistol whip you
Pop a tooth out
Fuck around lock his ass in a old house
Yo chick wit all that gold out
Slap her ass
Make her ass shout
Go Dumb Dumb bring them poles out
You see me
You know what Im bout
Keep it wit me
It's too crowded
Fight you won't forget about it
His Lor Freak be callin me
That thot forever
That thot meat
She came threw
Got gang-banged
Errybody sayin come fuck me
She swing threw it become a game
Pass her down theres no sleep
They go hard like The Roc
He got straps
They wit me
They got my name in the district
Like SK Im lonely
Knockout
Put 'em inna back
Popped 'em so hard he went ta sleep
My mova called said Good-night
Yeah ardd Im not goin ta sleep
Yo bitch went like Flip-Flop
Its thot season
Yo bitch cheap
This dirty whore knockin on my door
His baby-mova tried ta kick my door
They come in here theres gonna be war
Had they ass layin on da floor
Never use my gun
I'ont shoot no more
Im makin some money
My niggas get more
We sharin da pesos
Thats wat family for
Thats your cousin?
We knock down his door
Fuck your father
We knock down his door
Thats your mother
We knock down her door
We got them paws ready
We ready for war
The realest condition not shootin no more
Not sellin the scramble or sellin the raw
Guarantee they keep talkin some more
You niggas want war, tha war, is you sure?