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Translate the highlighted words as you listen to the song
Umm
Cardo
They
say
we
smoke
We gonna
smoke
You say
we gonna
drink
We gonna
drink
You say
you want
drugs
We
want
drugs
We
don't
give a
What
you
think
Big
dually
parked
in my driveway
Yup
Hanging out
that sideways
Yay
Residue
in my
fingernail
Make
every day
like friday
This
how we
do it
on the southside
Bumpin'
Trapavelli
on the car ride
Bad
booty
shots
got you
lopsided
Yup
I
buy
a new car
if
my car
die
Damn
Solid
gold
Jesus
two of 'em
Two of 'em
Backseat
I'ma
call
it
futon
Ride around
in uwop
Yup
Like
who
a,
who
a
Who
a,
who
a,
who
a
Bought
a bad bitch
I
got a
crew
of 'em
It's
four
fur coats
I
got a
zoo
of 'em
It's
thug life
Niggas
I
don't fool with
'em
I
don't
care
If
I
went to
school
with 'em
Come out
that
thing
like
Yeet
Everybody
with me
Nigga
D
D
Everybody
with me
Nigga
D
D
Everybody
with me
Nigga
eat
Okay
Black
ink
all on my body
I
pray
a body
Don't get on
my shotty
I
pray
nobody
Don't get in
my way
nigga
A
to
the
K
nigga
Bah
Start
spittin'
lyrical
bullets
Don't be
surprised
If
I
pull it
Don't be
surprised
If
I
shoot
it
We
the type
to
pick on a
bully
We
the type
to
ride
in foreigns
We
the type
to
ride on
Forgis
Pinky
ring
Look like
a smoothie
Flame
going up
on a tuesday
You
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
You
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
You
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
Now,
you
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
You
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
You
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
You
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
Now,
you
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
Big
thing
parked
In the driveway
Squad
hotter than
Zimbabwe
IPhone
Got a
nigga
irate
Ringing
all day
All day
Like
Kanye
Got
AK
bullets
With
your name
on 'em
Powder
on my
hands
King
James
on 'em
I
walk around
this
bitch
With
my chest out
Yeah
nigga
'bout to go
Ving
Rhames
on 'em
Man
look at
who
I
done
became
on 'em
Niggas
look
who
and
I
Went
switch lanes
on 'em
All my
niggas
brainless
Need
brain
donors
We
movin'
birds
Gettin'
birds
Shit
stains
on 'em
Man
these
niggas
I don't know
these
niggas
From Jumpstreet
It's
been
M-O-B
nigga
It's
been
M-O-B
Since my
D-O-B
nigga
And
since my
D-O-B
I've been
on my
J-O-B
nigga
I
shoot
a nigga
ass
Like
Ginobili
nigga
I
kick
a nigga
ass
Like
Shinobi
nigga
I give
your
bitch
dick
Like
Moby
nigga
She
know
the words
to
my songs
Karaoke
winner
Smokey
Robinson
Couldn't
out smoke
me
nigga
I'm
on
her
cheese
Like
anchovies
nigga
I
get a
kilo
And
keep it lowkey
nigga
Because
you
on that
bullshit
And
you
nosy
nigga
You
on that
bullshit
Ain't
ya?
I'm back
on my bullshit
Gangster
I'm back
up to
full strength
Gangster
At the
pulpit
Gangster
Amen
And
I
still
Root for
the underdog
And
you
the pile of shit
Under
the underdog
These
niggas
ain't eatin'
Like
a Ramadan
I
shoot
the driver
in the head
Make
'em
honk
the horn
I
got the
100's
big faces
Like
a mongoloid
Got the
100's
big faces
Like
a mongoloid
Got
big booty
bitches
In their
under-alls
And
they
pussy
gettin' wetter
Than
a thunderstorm
Ay
And
I swear
When
I'm
in them
panty
hose
I'm like a
kid
In the
candy store
But
I
got this
bright
Red
bandana
though
Flingin'
it
like I'm a
matador
You
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
You
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
You
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
Now,
you
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
You
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
You
on that
bullshit
You
on that
bullshit
But
all that
bullshit
You
on that
bullshit
But
all that
bullshit
Now
you
on that
bullshit
But
all that
bullshit
Yup
Yup
Yup
Yup
It's
Tunechi
and
2
Chainz
Yup
And
we
on that
bullshit
It's
2
Chainz
and
Tunechi
Yup
And
we
back
on our
bullshit
We
don't want
no bullshit
If
you
come
with that
bullshit
Don't come
with that
bullshit
We gonna
handle
that bullshit
We gonna
handle
that bullshit
We gonna
deal
with that
bullshit
We gonna
deal
with that
bullshit
So
come on
with that
bullshit
Come on
with that
'Cause
we
back
We
back
on our
bullshit
You
on that
bullshit
Ain't
you?
You
on that
bullshit
Back
on my bullshit
I'm back
on my bullshit
I'm back
on my bullshit
Back up
to
full strength
Pat-pat-pat
Amen
Yes
Lord
We
back
on that
bullshit
ColleGrove