2Pac - The New Untouchables [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[2Pac talking]
Westside (you punk muthafuckaz) UNmuthafuckinTouchables
(what's up nigga) With the L.B.C. clique nigga (gang)
Bad boy killa, untouchable
(hehe, you know what time it is)
Put your guns down nigga, (westside) we UNmuthafuckinTouchable (gang)
Die, Westside, outlaw, thuglife, M.O. muthafuckin B
L.B. muthafuckin C
What it be like, what it see like
(You know)

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Huh
Smooth criminal, individual suffer
Went to jail, made bail
Seein hell made me rougher
Gettin money, funny it seems
Young black teens, triple beam dreams
Make 'em fiend for crack scenes
Maybe I'll fuckin make a million
Bustin from on top of the buildin
A victim, addicted to killin
I can see it in my eye sight
Yo what's the Hassa?
It's a pig that don't fly right
You die tonight
Get me high I'm a killa
Lyrics wage drug dealers
Turn 'em to muthafuckin thug niggas
L.B.C. come and bare with me
Hang with us, same niggas go to jail with me
Bang, with the Outlaw clique
Sick since I came out
Pull out my pistol
Aim blow your brains out
Pull it, my every word like a bullet
Hollow point style
Murder niggas till they feel it
I'm untouchable

[Verse 2: Bad Azz]
I'm that bottom rock, thinkin bout no limitation
On comin up, (hehe) dealin anybody runnin up
They get the gat smack, cracks how my gun goes
Holes in your body and blood all over your clothes
Cause money makes earth
What it's worth, gettin hurt
Doin dirt, to stay spendin
You can borrow, I mean it
Any, all confrontation on the currency
Here in nine six, fine chips
Stackin while I'm mackin no mo
It's L.B.C. and it's a no no
Talkin what you don't know and won't know
Heat hold me down, my chips hold me down
Cause I'm quick to rush and what
Nigga we bust em up
Cock it back, ready to blow your block off the map
ThugLife niggas ride wit us
Cops trying to get us
But they can't
We untouchable

(gang gang gang)

[Verse 3: Snoop]
Hmm
When you're in the fast lane havin money and fame
You gotta, always, check, your game
Look here mayne, maintain
Cause this game is a cold thing
Can you dig it mayne?
Fo sho mayne, I wish I had your game
Look here young dog, do your own thing
Them bitch ass niggas
In your clique, buck 'em no
Stay real with yourself and untouchable
See that's what's wrong with you niggas now
But uh, me and my dogs from the Thug Pound
We just paper chasin, we're gon' make it
Are you relatin to the shit we creatin?

[Verse 4: E.D.I. Amin]
Comin through colder then Nova Scotia
Makaveli the Don, coast to post it, make sure it's Kosher
Now we have peeped the scene
It's called the lay out
Devised a plot, ease the walls
We gotta take out shit
Now it's time to execute
Aim for the chest it's you
Nothins cool, when you die
Knowin you kept it true
Even if you didn't
Brokens written
Let it be written
We ain't quittin to quittin
My missions to smellin my mints
Sittin back, stacked off
Spittin sippin YAK
Niggas play us
Getting papers a blackjack
Perhaps, it's what we all, wanna do
Dreamin and schemin on living
Untouchable

[Verse 5: Yaki Kadafi]
Well it's the O.U.T.L.A.W's
And we untouchable
Bringin the ruckus
To all you fuckin bustaz bubble crews
Cuz now a days spots we blaze
With dirty nines and Glocks
On Yak's waistline always
The crime on these streets
Of this world is like a maze
Searchin for more stunts
And blunts to blaze
Hustlin to get paid, many different ways
Bodies drop on the other side
And the guns smokes haze
Fuckin wit outlawz
It's crazy
Bows don't break me
They cut like sissies
Who is it, it's Yaki Kadafi
The grand wizard trump tight
To exquisite, to fuck with
Cowards, best to duck quick
And run for safety
If you're shaky
Heard about me lately
But ain't no jail to straight me
We untouchable