The League - West Pines We Crazy [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse: Moe Gutta]

Dykes street
I swear we stay with them rackets
We the new Terror Squad on the atlas
Cocaine whiter than the skin on Miley Cyrus
Got killers out in Cypress
You tryna fuck my white bitch?
That's fine I'll place your order
I pray to God that these bricks can cross the border
My house look like a slaughter
I fallowed my dreams just like a farmer
Twisting fingers in the party
West Pines we crazy and I love my baby
But fuck my baby momma
If they take this tec, I'll hit you with this chopper
And if they take this chopper, I'll hit you with this llama
And if they take this llama, I'll hit you with this hammer
Mixing Arm & Hammer, like the DEA don't matter
I'm like bitch, I am your weed man
I'm the West Pines delinquent
Fuck with me, I'll leave you leaking

[Hook: Moe Gutta & Papi Bambino]

Project Pines, Pembroke Prison
Project Pines, Pembroke Prison
Project Pines, Pembroke Prison
Project Pines, Pembroke Prison
West Pines we crazy, West Pines we crazy
West Pines we crazy, West Pines we crazy
Project Pines, Pembroke Prison
Project Pines, Pembroke Prison
Project Pines, Pembroke Prison
Project Pines, Pembroke Prison
West Pines we crazy, West Pines we crazy
West Pines we crazy, West Pines we crazy

[Verse: Papi Bambino]

Riding with Molly, yeah she my best friend
Choppa-choppa down, we thugs west of Pine Island
Pembroke Prison solider, Pembroke Falls rider
Try my side leave you praying "Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name"
I got a knife and gun don't make these bullets rain
Rap Game Aaron Carter, Backstreet Boys money
Bonita Bay slider riding with a chopper
Coked out West Broward hoes, we call them snow bunnies
Flanagan fugitive, just let me shoot something
Riding in a 2 seater, Project Falls fugazee
Down chick from Everglades she the mother of my babies
West Pines we crazy, West Pines we crazy
Fire tree from Tim, Sherman Circle we be blazing
Don't fuck with pigs so I never eat bacon
Trapping trapping hard, magic just like Chris Angel

[Hook]

[Verse: Young Drug Dealer]

Silver Lakes my parter dem
Pembroke Shores my partner dem
Chapel Trail my partner dem
Don't fuck with dem, they my partner dem
West side of Flamingo
Catch me on a bean yo
Riding with that loud pack
Be in Spring Valley if you need that
Catch me with a Treez wrap at the Citgo by Grand Palms
Just copped that new bong
The League stay dropping bombs like quarterbacks with strong arms
West side we banging
Niggas complaining cause The League is kinda famous
So blatant with the hating but that shit not really phasin
Cause the heat that we packing is way hotter than Satan
Got a couple bodies on me but I promise not to say shit
West Pines not really fucking with that gay shit
We make dyke bitches turn straight bitch
Young niggas but our pockets is extra thick
Posted in front of IK's crib, got that full clip
West Pines we crazy doing drugs on the daily

[Hook]