Lute - 80 Proof [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Mic-a-di-microphone check motherfucker
I don’t really trust her
Booty with a smile, she got miles on the dash
Shawty fast, it’s a stickup motherfucker-
Where the cash?
Let me see them hands, motherfuck the man
Call the cops, niggas breakin laws
Thirsty like body shots, yeah -
So if it’s money over ho’s, Then what all you got?
Prolly much of nothin’, Niggas out here cuppin
I bet you that your best friend is same one she fuckin’
Bro’s over ho’s, nigga gotta count for something
Naw they ain’t with it, Niggas out here quittin
Can’t finish what they started, spend they whole life dippin
Word bout these bitches man, I’m trying to sit on inches
Ride through the city, Whole click with me
Holla if you hear me
No thanks to the radio
Plottin’ down 85, Yeppin the 84’
Doin’ 75, swinging on 24’s
Sippin on 45’s, Baby I’m good to go
Stay strapped with a 45, in case they don’t really know
Just let the beat drop, spittin heat roc’
Till the tape pop, Let your head nod
Til the tape stop. Let the hate start

I rep that north, clack it back, put your sets up
Chasing racks, I’ll be back before the days up

I rep that north, clack it back, put your sets up
Chasing racks, I’ll be back before the days up

I rep that north, clack it back, put your sets up
Chasing racks, I’ll be back before the days up

I rep that north, clack it back, put your sets up
Chasing racks, I’ll be back before the days up

It’s still westside, nigga
Since west best and cap guns
Now I pack one for your actions
Catch me in these streets
But, nigga, I ain’t gotta trap shit
Thank god I got captured by the beat
What mother wanna see they youngest son in a casket?
Money on my mind, but the dream is what I’m after
I do this for that girl, 16 with two kids
Baby-Daddy locked up so she dancin
Just to pay rent, but it feels like a ransom
On to the next one
Never be the one if you ain’t tryin’ be the best one
So I stretch one for the youth
All they real know is that soldier got the juice
School ain’t tryin to tell em, We got soldiers by the troops
Overseas with no proof
So of course a niggas shootin for a
Coop with no roof
Ride through the hood, black cap, gold tooth
So of course a nigga sippin 80 proof

I rep that north, clack it back, put your sets up
Chasing racks, I’ll be back before the days up

I rep that north, clack it back, put your sets up
Chasing racks, I’ll be back before the days up

I rep that north, clack it back, put your sets up
Chasing racks, I’ll be back before the days up

I rep that north, clack it back, put your sets up
Chasing racks, I’ll be back before the days up