Tito Lopez - Fuck It [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Chorus]
And they love it when I plug it
Took a pocket full of hope
And made a pocket full of dougies
They be poopin' off in private
They be quiet out in public
If you see these niggas say it 'til
I fuck it, fuck it, yeah
I say they love it when I plug it
Took a pocket full of hope
And made a pocket full of dougies
They be poopin' off in private
They be quiet out in public
If you see these niggas say it 'til
I fuck it

[Verse 1]
Get off my dick, you niggas still talking shit, mad
Cause you old news
Need that fucking walking stick
Talking slick to old champs, man
What you think you proving
See me walking 'round grining think you winning
But you losing
This is me, this is G
I dare you to disagree
I've been Mississippi's finest
Ain't no fucking mistery
Pissed at me cause every more
I making now is history
Don't rock that monkey ass jewerly spill
And call me Mr.G, I be the one
And I don't need your validation
Dandada in the Vada gladden
Through the Pali station
I'll be clubbing out in VR
Alchool prison send a nigga to the IR
We are the internationally known
And localy respected
And before I drop my album
You can bet I'm gonna perfect it
Reputation to maintain
Bitch I'm gonna protect it
Barrack Obama, I've been elected
South side I rap it like that nigga

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Now do you know what you've been given
Expecting ressurection
The Messiah still living
Tell my niggas quit the bitching
Showin' them how we living
They never had no BIT cameras all up in my kitchen
You say fix them, I say kill 'em
Been a millioanaire since I was a beginner
Remember using them clothes
Sayin' it's for TV antenas
In the ghetto everybody going for self
And then leave your ass and people going for help
Now tell 'em
Won't nobody miss you, it's like you're gay
Playboy you don't want to issue
See I bet you didn't catch that
And I slowed that shit down
Which explains why I'm still the king with no crown
Give a damn what niggas think
I've been doing this shit for years
Home stage, home town, leaving people in tears
Correcting niggas grammar that's for sure
He's for sure
And tell them crackers I'm just trying to let my cheese mature
You feel me

[Chorus]