OJ - Fake Friends Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Fake friends fake friends I know plenty of fake friends say they wanna fight then laugh in yo face friends the kind that be like hey man when you cut them off like I didn't mean it , it was a mistake man Naa Fuck Dat Shit

I only roll with niggas that got my back more Than my spine do

Taking home a bad bitch she said her pussy taste like fondu

And I found out she sick Dick like Dyson Ball dude

Slut her out all through my click steal ya girl tell her text you a pic with a caption that say I fucked yo bitch this ain't that shit you suppose to respond to

Look at me straighten up when I'm talkin to you
Look me in my eye for I slap like General Barnes do


Yeah be scared cause we WILL HARM YOU

Set the alarm country boy cause we comin for the barn to

This that shit white people hate that's why I spit it cause they killed my uncle and locked my cousin up for life to

Still ain't found them niggas that put a teardrop on my face

It's ok cause I come with my own goons ready to put

They whole body in a brace head shot leave a hole up in that face

This shit so cray I need to leave that life alone can't imagine my momma face when she got the coroner on the phone

So many things that could go wrong 1 day selling blow next day under the flo' boards he hit 911 I said Nooo don't call the popo cause Imma catch a charge for officer abuse watch they send a platoon and Imma catch 400 murder charges to

I got snipers on my roof this a freestyle ain't no tellin what I would do in a booth

Shout out lil nigga snupe you already know he was the truth

And shout out to real niggas I'm talkin bout the ones to pull out the Glocks in broad daylight and leave you dead on the street over 50 cents spit on you and say wtf is beef I repeat shout out real niggas and it's all about Real Niggas In Charge cause Head niggas in charge just fags giving head to other niggas ain't nobody really in charge you call this battle rappin I feel like im sparring Caint wait till I get that car cause Imma just ride around and spit bars no radio cigarette lighter broke need 93 gas but it run on lighter fluid so I bought some BIC's and ride in that listening to snoop

Don't know when this gon stop cause I'm feeling it yeaaa boy this the truth

Niggas be like chill nigga chill fuckt that I'm ruthless beat a nigga so bad he come out toothless

Yeah Yeah but nigga the truth is I try not to fight no more even though I used to like to get hit and the adrenaline rush that followed dude

Yeah I'm psychopathic hit you in ya chest and nigga you gon panic I'm from that south Atlantic full of bad Hispanics yeah real diverse

My old girlfriend east Germanic and she was all natural fick that inorganic I asked her if she wanna go to Hawaii she said I'm already volcanic I'm telling you, you ain't had a bad bitch until you met a transoceanic
I got a nickname but she said she like my real one she say Oliver you spit interferences like a radio inferometer as you can tell she got and give brain the same way I bring rain I be about that real shit I mean that record deal shit that my dick harder than Vandium steel shit and I ain't homicidal but I will kill shit then take ya sister and pimp her out until JILLS SICK and she tried to run to the cops and put a nigga in a Bastille but shit I put a bomb on her now I run her on some bar and grill shit

I tell her trick for that two dollar bill before I use that pneumatic drill and take away her contraceptive pills like an appropriation bill shawty I'm to trill give you the dick and you'll need cardiopulmonary rususcitation so chill hop of ya thirst for real before I burst and leave ya brain dispersed this shit crazy i spit bars unrehearsed then take ya money and leave you unreimbursed

If I'm shootin at you I'm hittin head first then empty a clip and before I walk away make sure ya dead first and transferred to ya resting place in a red hearse

Gun down ya whole family the infrared put em in the dirt

First and foremost I kill niggas

No horse shoes fuck almost come through you don't see or hear me driving the black ghost scaring you like a phantom singing the nigga anthem well go figure leavin em disconfigured off the murder topic

Book smart my courses full of rigor check my vocabulary despite the fact that I left a nigga battle dead already fuck constabulary I'm disobedient labels secret ingredient right now Imma leave for a temporary expedient



I'm back niggas you miss me my niggas done smoked more leaves then the American Angelica Tree and I spit words with more syllables then Western Australia coral pea cause I float like a butterfly sting like a bee quoting Muhammad Ali but somehow keep the peace like Martin Luther king ever seen my house styles contemporary you boring you said talk to you I'd rather read an obituary kill it like Jason terry but now I got class drinking wine that rhymes with bollittieri yes we sipping stop saying your gonna beat me that's just wishful thinking I'm undefeatable I
How many times I gotta say that you can't see me dude

Drunk so much I was looking at blurred lines handed the officer my liscense and apologized cause I thought it was unreadable

He was pissed like this shit is UNBELEIVABLE he drives better than me and he's only seven years old ho the fuck he get a liscense in the first place
Yeah this was backin the day like Micheal Jackson and The OJ's

Been drinking since soul trains 14th to last episode wonder how Imma turnout thirty years down the road


I'm one if the Realest rappers shout out Kendrick and J.Cole I'm trying to chill with them niggas on the way down the road and bring along my main bitch giving her the main dick

But man pastor be in my ear like you don't need money to be rich now pastor you know I say fuck all that shit cause being rich without money the same thing as being broke I'd rather die or hide under and invisibility cloak can you believe me I'm soaked from drowning in pussy she said I told you, you was gon like this chocolate chip cookie she said you a veteran why you claim to be a rookie it's part of my master plan to lower expectations cause now you think I'm the man I'm right ain't I bam bam fucking girls from Winston with big booties I guess I'm fucking ram fans and ducking burettas go home nigga you fucking up my vendetta stacking all with the cheddar hittin' bitches like correta wearing my lucky sweater life is good but point me to what's better

~OJ