Waka Flocka Flame - Fight Squad [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Kebo Gotti]
One on one, two on two, what you wanna do?
Get your partner, tell your clique, run and call your crew
Say you wanna walk with your hating game like
Ain't no tools in this club
Bitch we finna fight

[Hook: Kebo Gotti and Waka Flocka]
Fight, fight, bitch we finna fight
Fight, fight, bitch we finna fight
Fight, fight, bitch we finna fight
Fight, fight, bitch we finna fight
(HIT SQUAAAAAD!)
What your hating game like?
What your hating game like?
EAST SIDE! (I'ma down to fight)
WEST SIDE! (I'ma down to fight)
NO SIDE! (I'ma down to fight)
SOUTH SIDE! (Boy, we down to fight

[Verse 1: Slam Dunkin]
Ooooh shit, y'all done fucked up
Got the wrong crew mad, tell 'em good luck
What you gonna do when they come for you?
Hit Squad, Brick Squad, Dirt Gang too
Fighting, then we throwing bottles
Run up, then we throwing (?)
Anybody get it, from the gangstas to do super models
You big dummy, punch your (?)
Bitch I'm down to fight, Flocka got my bar money
Put the Glock in his mouth like some listerine
Or the Ruger in his eye like some Vasine
Everythang was all good just a week ago
Now he in box, pizza pizza hoe

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Kebo Gotti]
It's Kebo Gotti in this mothafucka
I ain't scared of nobody in this mothafucka
I wish a nigga would try me in this mothafucka
I got a killer punch, you would get bodied in this mothafucka
(?)
I holla squad up, (?)
(?)
Squad niggas throwing bottles, squad niggas throwing chairs
We don't care, we outta control
I'm bout to lose my mind, my mind is so gone
Yes so gone cuz everything green
If I holla squad up, bitch you know what that mean
Fight!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Capp]
Nigga in the club, popping at the mall
Talking loud, making a scene, aye we gone stomp 'em out
You must me gone nigga, gone off that vodka
Capp Gotti Waka, somebody call the doctor
Ain't no ducking over here, you getting your ass whoop
Get your chain snatched, get your cash took
Get your girl fucked, we'll fuck your girl up
One hitta quitter nigga, it's too late to turn up
You ain't touching me, don't think about rushing me
A hundred green flags, I got goons ready to bust for free
But we in the club, and it's time to fight
It's going down, swing on a nigga you don't like

[Hook]