J. Unit - Representin' [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: J. Unit]

[Verse 1: MC Adey P]
Awh shit, it's Adey P: the straight-up G, the straightest G
You know what they say: that you get what you see, so don't you fuck with me
I've come along way from the hood of Detroit
It's my hood with my blud, so hard we've made it here with all my exploits
We're now in space; we're in your face, the J. Unit way
Have a taste, but don't teach race; take it at your own pace
Cause you'll never keep up with the fucking Jenkins Machine
Cause he spins so fast, runs so hard, can feel only pain
Shit yeah, representin' all the way, representin' every day
Representin' in your face; you don't rep with us, you'll fucking pay
I am one of a privileged few; one who stands here true
J. Unit: we're fucking superior to you
Yeah, that's right, bitch: I'm fucking MC Adey P
Fuck yeah, shit yeah, cunt yeah, you can't kill me
We'll always be here representin': Adey P, G-Magz and Ozmo
I'll rip you in two and I'll split you in your fucking holes

[Hook: Oz Mosis] [x2]
You don't want to fuck with the J. Unit
We will always be ripping up this shit

[Verse 2: Oz Mosis]
Oh no, here we go again: Oz Mosis, back to rape your women
Children and your fucking men. I don't really care what gen-
-Der you are, I don't give a fuck: I fuck what I fuck
You wanna fuck with a fuck who doesn't give a fuck what he fucks?
Bitch, I'll roast you; roll you like weed
Then pass you to my homies: tokes for Adey and G
Cause they're my brothers; we always be riding together
Yo, we never had the nerve to disrespect one another
Over some dumb shit. And it's always some dumb shit
You gonna start some dumb shit cause you on some dumb shit
And Adey P, me and the G won't stand for this
Bitch, you keep this up, you gonna end up familyless
J. Unit: we always be repping the hood
Destroying competition, yo, we here for good
You mother-fuckers. We'll always be here together
Kicking it out on the streets, yo, whatever the weather
See you next time, bitch

[Hook]

[Interlude: Oz Mosis & MC Adey P]

[Verse 3: G-Magz]
So we come to the time where the J. Unit rhyme
Has pissed off everybody; every twatty minority
We represent the ghetto where you'll find a stiletto is a knife
A way of life; fucking can't strive to get a wife
Got a problem with that? You feeling lucky, punk?
Settle down, you fucking clown and get high with the crunk
J. Unit: sick sounds, mixes beats, breaks bounds
Now we're done, it's your turn to hand the music down
You gotta spread the Jenkins word. Haven't you heard
That our favourite ginger G wants every bloke and bird
To represent our sound; just let your feet pound
J. Unit beats into the ground until everywhere around
Is stomping, stonking, beating and thumping
Spreading our news; the crews are fucking jumping
It could be you too helping spread Jenkins' shit
Come represent the sound of the J. Unit

[Hook]

[Final Hook: Oz Mosis]
And if you do fuck with the J. Unit
Please don't injure us: go and kill Jenkins