Текст песни 4 All My Niggaz (Meek Mill) с переводом

For all my real niggas

For all my niggas that ain’t here

For all my niggas that’s down right now

Now this one is for my trill niggas

On the block, moving that rock, ducking cops all my real niggas

To get this change another chain nigga

On the block, moving them things, switching lanes on them lame niggas

And this one is for my young niggas

On the block, busting them shots, ducking cops don’t be dumb niggas

Just bring your all and get these ones niggas

Never rat, never fold, niggas approach you bust your gun nigga

When I cry, I cry real tears

For all my niggas that died wish I could back years

And bring them back here

For all my niggas locked and got life years

I’m on my grind all the time this the last year

We gon' starve flea on dog

There’s no limit to what I do, I’m Master P on guard

For that relish green like the Celtics nigga we ball hard

On the block running that rock like a b ball yard

I ain’t trying to be the hottest I’m trying to get my mind straight

Tweety school private, a million dollar bank account

Cruising on the island, tricking bitches

Reminiscing how we used to wild 'em

Play the game foulin'

The water ain’t deep 'til you swimming with piranhas

With blood trailing from you and they swimming right behind you

The hood no good everybody think they riding

Until you catch them slipping put some shit up in they noggin

They rather see you shot up before they see you pop up

The chain around your neck all fresh pulling that drop up

I came around the set nothing less where niggas cop up

So I had no choice but to grind and get this guap up

Ever since a boy just my moms and my poppa

The streets been the old head they raised me as a rider

I don’t really fuck with rap I do it cause I got to

I do it for my fans and for my mans for the dollars

Now this one is for my trill niggas

On the block, moving that rock, ducking cops all my real niggas

To get this change another chain nigga

On the block, moving them things, switching lanes on them lame niggas

And this one is for my young niggas

On the block, busting them shots, ducking cops don’t be dumb niggas

Just bring your all and get these ones niggas

Never rat, never fold, niggas approach you bust your gun nigga

I know I bring you pain same time bring you joy

Through all the shit we’ve been through you know I’m still your boy

You know I’mma ride we still got each other

Taking care of lil' brother you my one and only mother

Look we ain’t doing bad in fact we doing good

I’mma make it with this rap we gon' make it out the hood

Put his hands on you I wish a nigga would

Coming through strapped up black mac black hood

Was locked down for a minute I wasn’t gone long

I left you a little I know I was wrong

You wrote me back to back letters told me stay strong

I had rainy days you was with me through the storm

That’s why I show you love dry your eyes give me hugs

Nineteen years strong I ain’t go without the grub

You and my pop had up and downs

Even though y’all separated everyday you used to come around

That’s why I love you mom, and I love you dad

Your little soldier gon' go far with this pen and pad

I know I’m sinning bad but ain’t nobody perfect

If being broke ain’t a joke ain’t nobody smirking

I know I pushed my little dime down time to time

But I’m stuck in the hood fuck it I got to grind

Its gon' be real when I sign the line

Cause I’mma get you paradise my little ain’t have to grind

Cause I’m going to to do it for him I know he watching me

They way I living hell Lil' couldn’t tell

I give him what he want make him think its all well

But he don’t see that razor and that work up on that scale

Winter time grind with the woolrich and the Taurus

Its but you know you got to take them orders

You got to move them quarters that’s how you get them o’s

Got to crawl before you walk that’s just how the game goes

Now this one is for my trill niggas

On the block, moving that rock, ducking cops all my real niggas

To get this change another chain nigga

On the block, moving them things, switching lanes on them lame niggas

And this one is for my young niggas

On the block, busting them shots, ducking cops don’t be dumb niggas

Just bring your all and get these ones niggas

Never rat, never fold, niggas approach you bust your gun nigga

I remember days being dead broke

I got so motherfucking hungry man my head hurt

I had to get myself together make my head work

Man at the same time keep my rap career first

But everybody know the hood can be the worst distraction

And when a nigga disrespect you gun’s your first reaction

That’s how we living in the struggle all we got is pride

So when a nigga take it from you shit you got to ride

Murder homicide

So by all means necessary I’mma strive

To get my momma out the hood since my father died

If you don’t you don’t shine shit I got to try

A made man a brave man nigga I am I

You keep your faith in money I keep mine in God

And the only thing that’s funny watch as I survive

On the road to the riches

Me and my niggas counting dough

Fucking these hoes getting digits let’s go

Now this one is for my trill niggas

On the block, moving that rock, ducking cops all my real niggas

To get this change another chain nigga

On the block, moving them things, switching lanes on them lame niggas

And this one is for my young niggas

On the block, busting them shots, ducking cops don’t be dumb niggas

Just bring your all and get these ones niggas

Never rat, never fold, niggas approach you bust your gun nigga

You feel me, real niggas do real thing

I hold down my set nigga I fuck with real niggas

We next up nigga

Get this money nigga

Go get this Bloodhoundz nigga

I let you fuck them boys

I’m Meek holla at your fucking boy

Man this shit real man Headshot records

Come on man