A.B. - This Song's Title 3 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 2 - TL)
Bitch I'm going in, and this shit just got official
Playing dirty on the court, cause no, I don't play the whistle
Catch me if you can, I'm runnin' hard: Devin Hester
Life's just a business, and I'm the key investor
So when it come to game time, I turn it up to beast mode
And everybody know that I'm a mother f*ckin' beast bro
Doing big things with my brother Alex Bennett
Best calabo, man you wish that you could have it
So im'ma keep rollin' while I'm flowin' as this beat goes
You trippin' on this shit, should be banned: Petey Rose
That's some real shit, yeah I went there
Hit you harder than Clay Matthews and his crazy hair
And we live from the studio: Holbrook's Big Three, we some people you should get to know
So I suppose, you should make a toast
Cause my work is done, now it's time to post

(Hook - AB)

(Verse 3 - MM):
I don't need to say it once again, we the hottest in the school
We the hottest in the burbs, from the Six Tre Uno
I been gone for a minute, but I'm still sick with it
Tim and Alex wounded it, but I'm hear to kill it
Used to want to rock, but now I boulder in this bitch
Haters speak to me: Cold shoulder in this bitch
Shouts to my boy Timmy and this kid producing
Doing bigger things than Barry Bonds after juicing
And you know we on our Giant shit
Unlike Barry, we stars, no asterisk
No-mercy flow, yes your boy's straight mean
Better than the rest, more lines than Charlie Sheen
Liar, liar, liar, but my flow is on fire
Number one in the burbs no Amare Stoudemire
Rest in piece to Keith, but I am not a Joker
Keep my enemies close, but I keep the girls closeR
You know how I do, L.I. straight reppin'
Killing beats, Just Do It, just straight Nike checkin'