GDP - Dublin [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

GDP, king of the underground baby, slangcorp. don’t be callin me for no free studio time either motherfucker, im tired of that shit. Yeah. King of the underground, don’t leave ya girl around me true playa forreal, uh. don’t leave ya girl around me true playa ferreal, you know why?

We don’t bogard that bitch
No [?], and do a fuckin drive by on a go cart and shit
We sip champagne and plenty of it
And take a date out to Denny's, baller on a budget
New jeru to Dublin west nile to Hudson, Bustles to funds wick and switch subjects, bust it
We out where the buses don’t run, judges smoke blunts, and fuzzes don’t fuss
Respective, run ya necklace for leverage
Building with legends and dead is to the essence. We transcendence's
Bed wetted chicks, she heard it through a grape vine and told it to a therapist
G could spit, cause he seen some shit
If these walls could talk they’d prolly plead the 5th
He’s legit, speaking sick, eat the script and then proceed to trip
He’d spit and make the side walk ripple, pasteurized outta cow piebald nipple
Ur styles all fickle, minds official, all chisel went in ya eyeball tissue
King of the underground, motha fuckas come around, piggy back off sounds and we make them dumb it down
Fuck em how, I be at their mothas house, dumbin out with the trouser state venom suck it out
Spit and make the side walk ripple, riled of the instro, pile drive a nympho
Eyes all twinkled, smiles all dimples, my styles official, where ya eyeball tissue
It got issues, load a magazine, bithces like “o its hot in here” im like naw dats just me…