TwonDon - "Stoop Kid" [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: TwonDon]


Check it - Seen dealers peddling but I keep on peddling/
Cause meddling, that'll can get you one in your melon'n/
Leave skeletons and bones, nigga stick to your own/
My step pops sat me down said dumb it down for they domes/
But never holmes, I do it so the wheels can be chrome/
And Momma told me that these 16's better cop her a home/
Said nigga name it: Crack, Coke, or Dope my niggas slanged it/
They know it's two options you keep the stainless or the pavement/
No witnesses, said we closed our eyes mind our businesses/
Cause niggas pump iron and keep it by em like it's fitnesses/
Don't be a victim kid stay in your lane/
I found mine just in time now I'm sharing my pain/
A nigga lucked up, sip Mo' until Im fucked up/
Cause if I don't - coming out your throat gon get you fucked up!/
Said nigga what?/
Jumped off the porch & I ran them streets/
A product of my environment homie ain't shit sweet, nigga/

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And if I die, Before I wake make sure my mother paid and ain't cursed by my wicked ways/
And if I die, before I wake make sure my family straight and always got a place to stay/ x2

[Verse 2: TwonDon]
Said fuck school what I'm going for?/
Looked up to dealers with skrilla driving beamers with no diploma dog/
They future felons but to me they excelling/
Some niggas pray for that dollar, you fold your hands for that blessing/
I did em both - cause coppin' jesus pieces leave ya broke/
Brother gave me dice said "Roll these when ya pockets gettin' low"/
So we - rolling for rollies but that's out of the reach/
I had enough for some puff and some all white sneaks/
And sorry momma, I know that last line gon' be drama/
Said I kinda dabbled in teen spirit but no Nirvana - haha/
I thank momma, my hustle it came from ya/
You let me follow dreams so plead I ain't gonna/
For this fortune, gotta nigga driving with caution/
I get it all break it down you get a proportion/
Cause it's often - niggas like us is left orphans/
Gotta make you proud cause you skip that abortion, straight up/

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[Verse 3: Robbie Maxx]

I'm sorry momma for putting you through this shit/
I should've finished college momma I know that you think I quit/
But see I never quit on nothin' - I'm living I'm thinking big/
I'm bigger than big, I figured you dig but you didn't/
I zigged and I zagged, tryna find my path/
Weed in a zig zag that grade A shit a make you laugh like Sinbad/
With no job and no degree I needed to laugh/
So I lean back like I'm laying in bath and I cleaned up my act/
What! I hit the stu every night & if I didn't I write/
I dropped some friends I don't like, I was fresh just despite/
Started learning and started clicking my girl stop bitchin'/
I stopped cheatin' dropped the coke now my career is fizzing/
Dibble dabbles with death while I'm dabbing the best/
Wax you can find, my homies got it on deck - bottles on deck/
I got some hits, Like Matty Kemp and I promise you momma/
This shit'll get me paid I be the man since your daddy left/
Rest In Peace Pop Pop/

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