Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Rain [Chopped & Screwed] [Version]’ by ABN. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of ABN or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
I’m a gangsta my nikka from my head to my feet
Ever since I was a youngin I been livin in the streets
Keep it movin you don’t wanna get it goin with me
I can get your whole family wiped out for less than a g
The og stands for organized general
Street educated and graduate into a criminal
I make it rain but I ain’t talkin about money from the sky
I’m talkin bout everybody dyin
When the whole city gone I’m the king of the ghetto
Zro is a one man team in the ghetto
Somthin somthin somthin I’m gettin green in the ghetto
A million dollars never still seen in the ghetto
A trrunk full of artilary ready to reach out and touch somebody
I’m insane in the membrane I don’t have positive thoughts the only thing I can picture is f**kin up somebody
Walk like I’m red because I know I can
Ain’t got a reason to fear it if its a man
45 in my left hand if it in my right hand+
357 in my other hand
(Wy)cause I never figured me out a trigger happy nikka you can not f*ck me
‘Cause I’m bout to open your motherf**kin ass up like a christmas gift
‘Cause there ain’t no love no love
Ro and trae asshole by nature no doubt
Motherf**kers can you stand the rain
We gone shut your block down
Tell me nikka can you stand the rain
Can youuu stand the rainim a gangsta my nikka from my head to my feet
Ever since I was a youngin I been livin in the streets
Keep it movin you don’t wanna get it goin with me
I can get your whole family wiped out for less than a g
The og stands for organized general
Street educated and graduate into a criminal
I make it rain but I ain’t talkin about money from the sky
I’m talkin bout everybody dyin
When the whole city gone I’m the king of the ghetto
Zro is a one man team in the ghetto
Somthin somthin somthin I’m gettin green in the ghetto
A million dollars never still seen in the ghetto
A trrunk full of artilary ready to reach out and touch somebody
I’m insane in the membrane I don’t have positive thoughts the only thing I can picture is f**kin up somebody
Walk like I’m red because I know I can
Ain’t got a reason to fear it if its a man
45 in my left hand if it in my right hand+
357 in my other hand
(Why)cause I never figured me out a trigger happy nikka you can not f*ck me
‘Cause I’m bout to open your motherf**kin ass up like a christmas gift
‘Cause there ain’t no love no love
Ro and trae asshole by nature no doubt
Motherf**kers can you stand the rain
We gone shut your block down
Tell me nikka can you stand the rain
Can you stand the rain