Ness Lee - Roaring 20's [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

1st Verse:
The kid is too smooth, with a deuce-deuce in his zoot suit
Denim shoes look lenin when he moves in 'em
Women choose him, few dudes is wit 'em
Get used to losin' this dude sticks to winnin' wit' his hat low
Suckers can't test get they back broke
That's fo'sho knuckle-man Ness on the track though
I'm that cold gettin' too big for my britches had to make 'em button up my vest from the stomach up
Like a fatso, I let the facts show
Cats blowin' hundred-grand bets at my last show
This is music, but beef with me that's a no
Treat it like a Kia please you don't wanna get into it
Leave that alone, get to movin' stupid
About to pimp this music, get some units movin'
Get my digits up, then I get some dubs
Spend it on my whip, get into it and cruise and we like

(Hook)
Twenties on the Chevorlet you see we work hard for them everyday you know
We ride high then we're on our way you see this is how we ride
Hey! (When them twenties spinnin' by they roarin' like)
Hey! (When them twenties spinnin' by they roarin' like)
Hey! (When them twenties spinnin' by you got to know)
This is how we ride!

2nd Verse:
I gotta take a second
Address the speculators when they makin' they suggestions they ain't steppin' on my gators
A is on my head so I'm reppin' for the natives tryin' to make it for the better puttin' pressure on they paper
Take it to the neck, flexin' on the players ain't no messin' wit' 'em made 'em change they method on the haters
I hang, with my fellas upper echelon players
Who live by the gun like they Megatron's neighbors
Still writin' songs for my never-home slavers with they ankles feelin' heavy UPS 'em for they wages
I ain't got it right now, Ness'll get it later, most I could do is cop a necklace in your favor
And when I does get it, Ness gon' embrace it, cop a dope whip right next to mom's bracelet
Then I'm gon' race it to somewhere like (Remco?), get some twenties on it hop up in it and cruise we like

(Hook)

3rd Verse:
What's happenin' cat daddy? Mackin' in the back seat black red caddy'
Trappin' off actually, rappin' not ask me, and (??) bag baggage to stack cash I know
Tryin' to make paper like trees in the factory take that from me and then a black flag follow
Take that from me, I wanna' big face have my team that's my folk like we grey, black, and blue
I been grindin' can't take that from me and any fame you receive I can't make that for you
So any lil' deal I can't take that for you and I can just sign myself gon' make cash for me
What I may have to do is write my blues down in yellow so the payback is green
Take that machine, straight to the rim shop, get it fitted for twenties, hop up in it, and cruise we like

(Hook)