Chuck Larry - Jimmy [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Chuck Larry]
Yeah
Made this for the real niggas to ride to
The stoners to fly to
And I'm extending my pinky as I sip tea nigga king shit..

[Verse 1: Chuck Larry]
Music is the high now
I don't blow no O's no more
Niggas comment on my new shit colen O
I'm the guy right now look at how their face look
Laugh at these girls when they hit me on my facebook
Saying Chuck I really love your new song
& I ain't heard you in so long
Why?
Cause the nigga grind hard
Separate myself from the rest spitting space bars
This nigga gotta go far cause this nigga go hard
Lamborghini dreams, watchu thinking go karts?
Trying to work my way to the top
So I'm climbing over writing blocks
Don't get on songs making subliminal shots
Chad own a 45
It's do or die
Rather be alive & roll around the city like I run the thing
No crown yet but this youngin' is a king

[Hook: Chuck Larry]
I'm the guy right now, I'm the guy right now, I'm the guy right now, who knew?
I'm the guy right now, I'm the guy right now, I'm the guy right now, who knew?
I be the guy right now, I be the the guy right now, I be the guy right now, who knew?
I'm the guy right now, who knew? I be the guy like..

[Verse 2: Chuck Larry]
You say your team the best mine is out to prove it
Our time been that way since Midnight Music
Now my whole team spit & make these women lose it
Drop a song & all these hatin' niggas like why God?
Who that, who that, who that on their wifey's little iPod?
Hit her up on the phone her ringtone is Centerfold
I'm playing in this game and I never fold
Casino life, taking chances, roll the dice
Vampire life, no heart, hardly any sleep at night
& all my niggas riders plan to cop some Harley bikes
Hear the plans my team making & these dude like yikes
Niggas scared now & it ain't even Halloween
Take these rappers masks off reveal drama queens
Changing their status from relevant to has beens
Living life like a movie, I'm cutting out the sad scenes

[Hook: Chuck Larry]
[Talking: Haleek Maul]
Yo Chuck, how you a rapper & you don't dance my nigga
That shit's weak son

[Verse 3: Haleek Maul]
Ah, he lives but will he dream again?
Will he touch that pen, and still be relevant?
Will he give you what you wanted or what you think you had
You probably think I'm mad, the facade is for the chickens
But you are something different so I'll clean up my diction
Hakuna Matata, girl I move with that clapper
Plus I been a ghost with a million hosts so I ain't scared of no caspers
Wanna be on TV ass niggas, wanna see me off key ass niggas
I don't even care, it's just charming shit
Dead man walking around embalmed and shit
Think I think too loud
Think I think too much should've lived in the now
So once this sherman keep burning
And the verses stay stinking like a fresh perm it's perfect
I did it on purpose, yes I meant to hurt these kids
Drenched the track in sodium and left these rappers thirsty
I be, the man...

[Hook: Chuck Larry]