Sha Hef - Motorolla Music [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Yo let's make this quick man
I got some money in front the building waiting for me man..
I can't be ? this nigga waiting I ain't got these chips man..
Extortion man, you heard?
Hunnid round Hef
True


[Verse]
I lit the blunt with a match and then I ashed it
The shit was massive
Blew it and never passed it
Hopped in the whip with the ratchet it was classic
Buried the body with Maverick, then I crashed it
You could get stretched like elastic
Or gymnastics
Bastards, choppers make you do back flips into caskets
That's street tactics
Pump in my hood pay your taxes
Take the bread from your mattress, and ya ass kicked
Baby girl jump out the shower take a bump of powder
She sucked me dry for bout an hour as I smoke the sour
I'm chasing money and the power
Drowsy off them downers
The audi same color as chowder, outtie all you cowards
Back on the block ash all on my elbows
D circle the block, stash the work in my shell toes
The strap on me like velcro, you ain't know?
Cocaine flow hit the booth, spit that propane flow
I bought a line of Kurt cocaines blow off amazon
You only keep your hammer on when the cameras on
They don't respect you in the hood you like a Hammer song
I ain't gotta clap my shooters always keep them hammers on
Control the game like an analog, I hand em off
Drugs, I supply em in varieties like a catalog
I run new York like Giuliani keep the tooly on me
I'm a captain in the mob you just a mooliani
Whores from Aruba touching keys like computers
I fly my shooters to Bermuda just to ride the scooters
Left jab like Juda, disturb the peace like Luda
Roll the Buddha then I stashed it right back in her 'Cuda
It's Lo Frazier, cool cold as a glacier
Erase ya, long range shoot like a Pacer
My drink resemble the Lakers for the paper
I earthquake ya face then blow the vapor


[Chorus]
Drive slow i got a body In the trunk
Sawed off riding shotty in the front
Listening to dump
Sipped out, rolling gotti's with the blunts
My young boys kamikaze if you front
Let a nigga stunt
I pull the mask low, clap slower then grass grow
Them slugs hot as Tabasco, you asshole
It's Hunnid round hef
Drive a nigga to the cliff and throw him to his death
Next his bitch throw me neck