Origineel
[Piece of 1st Verse]
Quarter million dollars cash in my guest room (turn up)
Thumbing through the bands, I be playin’ with the check (flocka!)
Count a cool two mill’ without breaking sweats
Bitch I’m always fucking flexing, wearing gold Rolex
[Hook]
I’m rocking Rollies, I’m talking three of those
Bad bitches, I got plenty of those
Diamond grill, I can’t do the golds
I’m riding sixes, I can’t do the fours
Keep it real ’til I die, put it on my set
Keep it real ’til I die, put it on my set
Thumbing through the bands I be playin’ with the check
Keep it real ’til I die, put it on my set
[Verse 1]
Quarter million dollars cash in my guest room (turn up)
Thumbing through the bands, I be playin’ with the check (flocka!)
Count a cool two mill’ without breaking sweats
Bitch I’m always fucking flexing, wearing gold Rolex
Chinnin through this work, I don’t have to benchpress
When it come to work, my dogs always love to flex (FLEX)
You see me, he a stone cold killer with the pistol (commando)
Run up in my stash house, your mama gon’ miss you
Stay up on my grizzle, thumbing through a check (okay)
Stay a real nigga, I’m a put it on my set
Fell in love in fast cars since Gucci Corvette (yeeoom)
Nigga disrespect me, I’ll just leave his ass wet
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
He ain’t never been scared to a hundred on his head
Cash, that bastard, where his son is?(It’s yo ass!)
If I catch you slipping, where my gun is?
I’m always fucking hanging with the Robin’s
Thumbing through the bands, I be doing that
I’m a real nigga, bitch, break your fucking back
You a pussy nigga, you don’t want no get back
I got robbed, bounce back, had to live with that
Same situation, get it how you live, bitch
Worth a couple of commas, you ain’t even average
I’m flexing, Randy Savage
Free my nigga Boosie, I’m a fucking savage
[Hook]
Vertaling
[Piece of 1st Verse]
Quarter million dollars cash in my guest room (turn up)
Doorzoek de bands, Ik speel met de cheque (flocka!)
Count a cool two mill’ without breaking sweats
Bitch ik ben altijd aan het neuken, ik draag gouden Rolex
[Hook]
I’m rocking Rollies, I’m talking three of those
Bad bitches, daar heb ik er genoeg van
Diamond grill, I can’t do the golds
I’m riding sixes, I can’t do the fours
Keep it real ’til I die, put it on my set
Keep it real ’til I die, put it on my set
Ik blader door de bands die ik speel met de cheque
Keep it real ’til I die, put it on my set
[Verse 1]
Quarter million dollars cash in my guest room (turn up)
Thumbing through the bands, I be playin’ with the check (flocka!)
Count a cool two mill’ without breaking sweats
Bitch ik ben altijd aan het neuken, ik draag gouden Rolex
Chinnin door dit werk, ik hoef niet te bankdrukken
When it comes to work, my dogs always love to flex (FLEX)
Je ziet me, hij is een ijskoude moordenaar met het pistool (commando)
Ren in mijn voorraad huis, je moeder zal je missen
Stay up on my grizzle, thumbing through a check (okay)
Stay a real nigga, I’m a put it on my set
Fell in love in fast cars since Gucci Corvette (yeeoom)
Nigga disrespect me, I’ll just leave his ass wet
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
He ain’t never been scared to a hundred on his head
Cash, die klootzak, waar is zijn zoon? (Het is je kont!)
Als ik je zie glippen, waar is mijn pistool dan?
Ik hang altijd rond met de Robin’s.
Bladerend door de bands, doe ik dat
Ik ben een echte nigga, bitch, breek je rug
Je bent een watje, je wilt niet terug
Ik ben beroofd, maar ik moest ermee leren leven.
Zelfde situatie, krijg het hoe je leeft, trut
Een paar komma’s waard, je bent niet eens gemiddeld
Ik doe mee, Randy Savage
Free my nigga Boosie, I’m a fucking savage
[Hook]