G $Money - M.A.A.D city (remix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

G, just, spit, fire
What up spit fire source 
They call me fire star
That's a fib 
Fire boss
Ok I'm crazy
Take your baby
Maybe 
Rock a by katie
You cannot haze me
I been raw
Even though my
Grammar raised me
Thank God for the life
He gave me
Thank God for the mom
He gave me
Thank God for the friends
That ride to the end
Mad city 
Try to change me
Rearrange G ?
Come on baby
I'm not 18
I'm 23
Not hennessy
Just OD on me
I been OT
No shine
Losing my mind
Spit a verse 
That's a curse 
Cause 
Trinis ain't buying
I rip shit up 
Any day
Don't give a fuck
What you gotta say
Some trini rappers
Sound very gay
Ain't no beef
Don't carry steak
9 to 5
But I'm down to ride
Just step inside
My third eye
My third eye
Go off trigger 
Them birds fly
Top off nigga
Jigga where @ 
Those haters say
I can't rap
G Money on the map 
Bitch
Ask your mom 
About that
As a matter of fact 
I'm going 
Till I'm under attack 
My flow
Sure to make and impact
Tony gave me this track
Homicide
Check your momma eyes
Don't give a fuck about that
Gave a fuck about you, 
Never  gave a fuck 
About crap
Trinidad on my back
Your chick rack
Big in fact 
Ass so fat
When I tap that ass
She dont wanna 
Call you back