Tha Joker (US) - We Do It For Fun (Part 3) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

My flow’s authentic, they won't listen to knock offs
Just the other day Big Block took Joc off
Flavor said “fuck it” and he took his clock off
Same day Hova lost it and he cut the Roc off
Now this’ll be the same day that I take an L
And later on that night it was a blizzard in hell!

(Yeah, Joker! Third time around it’s only gonna get worse from here baby! Ay! Leh go!)
(B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-Big Fruit, Big Fruit)

Maybe, hopefully, probably, possibly…
No! You been looking for the best now you got me
Greatness is here, you should already know
That I have a sick flow like my carpet had a cold
I started out losing, but now I'm winning
Scarface life with an alternate ending
Beat the track up, straight wreck on the freestyle
Beat the pussy up, and keep vets on my speed dial
She might not do you, but she'll do me
Cause I always get service like AT&T
And I park anywhere I feel
Cause ya can't boot 28-inch wheels, motherfucker!
I role through ya hood tech knockin’ off shingles
Real unexpected like Snoop Dogg single
People will die if I get disrespected
Fuck so many pussies up that I'm scared to get tested
Millionaire fans, #1 on the checklist
“I knew him back then!” well you should have invested!
Chopper, semi, cock it, blast it
Kill you even if I say the same thing on you bastards
I promise that she will do anything that I ask her
Limit her vocab down to “harder” and “faster”
You’re my baby, glad that I found you
Cause dick sucking is the quality that I value (Yeah!)
Arts and crafts nigga, bend her down and fold her
In ya baby mama’s trunk like a damn stroller
Smokin’ on a blunt, 45' on my waist
I'm the only reason hood niggas on MySpace
Don't worry ‘bout it baby, I am not rookie
Straight Chinese, I ain't scared to eat pussy
And I'm ‘bout to reapply my last line now
So you rappers better run, cause my stomach just growled!

See, I am an army but you can't join me
Dollar bill nigga, so you can't coin me
Love ‘em and leave ‘em, ya'll still catchin’ feelings
I got that old money, I'm still countin’ shillings
Superhero flow, and the beat’s my villain
Even if the Sears Tower, money stacked to the ceiling
And still I rise just like a balloon
Bentley like a pirate ship, look at all those doubloons!
Potential to blow like a fuckin’ grenade
Wake ya neighborhood with clappin', like a fuckin’ parade
Been street ever since the first day
And nigga, I'mma die in the trap, like prey!
See I'm just tryin’ to chill in the hood, no annoyance from narco
Get rich and fuck R&B hoes like Rocko
This is genuine, that other shit was phony
I am The Rock, ya'll niggas Jabronies!
You're hot dog, but I'm a coney
Got all this ice on me, where’s my Zamboni?
Hoes know me, so they always wanna phone me
Latinos even bouncin’, nigga shoulda won a tony!
Had my feet out the window, MJ got pissed
Cause I had some J's on that he didn't know exist
If you tote iron nigga then I'm bustin’ steamers
Leave ya whole face wet just like Noxzeema
Leave ya whole click wet, sorta somethin’ like Katrina
But 6 feet deep there be no FEMA!
Gangsta appearance, yeah I'm about mine
It’s like new cocaine, how I keep a fresh line
Sweet tooth hoes wanna get in my denims
M&M jeans keep big nuts in ‘em
Pull up in a van, bitch stankin’ ya deep
I blow the doors off yo shit like you came in a jeep!
And fake-ass rappers, they ‘bout to expire
Puttin’ words in songs they probably learned off The Wire
I heard Pac and then I was inspired
To run this rap shit until it gets tired!