Aloha Rickie - Michael Economy [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
(BOOOKAAH!) Mike! Mike! Mobb!(#NXGGRGANG)
Red Eye Society In this bitch, shout out to the Michael Mafia. I got some real mother fuckers with me, Look
Lets get em

[Hook]
Riding through the Town, my niggas wildin' out
Young niggas gettin' it Mike Trout
Hustle, hustle, hustle thats what we about
MikeMobb.com bitch check it out
We gettin' money Michael Economy
We gettin' money Michael Economy
We gettin' money Michael Economy
We gettin' money Michael Economy

[Verse 1: Aloha Rickie]
I think I'm Mike Economy stackin' chips
25/8 we on some gutter trappin' shit
The squad I'm with will come and snatch ya shit
Moving solutions any problems get to packin' shit
Its an eviction notice
The Town taking over
All of my niggas soldiers
We young Mike Sosas
Just trynna get my cheese
Dont make me have to Mold ya
Making this bread sweet
Like I work for Hostess
Ain't nothing better than
Stacking them dividens
Thank you Jesus, praise god, Amen
Bitch im in the game but I ain't playin'
Got an issue whelp little nigga say some
Ill coach my young niggas to catch you slippin
Pull out them super soakers, squirt, and wet you nigga
I'm stackin cheddar nigga better then you'll ever be
I'm Uptown or Fo Town with them two Bs

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Yung Hadda]
Mike Mobb bitch call me Mike Vegas
100 guns 300 clips nigga im dangerous
Can't trust most of these niggas they got 5 faces
But Im a real nigga fly times greatness
Bitch im sky scraping BBG that be the block
Smoked the fuck out on probation whistle if you see the cops
From rags to riches
Nigga thats the mission
Im smoking hash prescriptions
Pulling all the baddest bitches
Mollys nigga I need two of those
All that shit they rap about we really do it tho
My lifes a movie or a musical
Money power and finesse thats what I do it fo'
Im riding through my city with a trusted few
Cause niggas get a taste of money and act fuckin' new
I can't fuck with you and I can't fuck with that
Mike Mobb Bennett Block bitch we on the map

[Hook]

[Verse 3: JayR]
Niggas start trippin'
Ima put the clip in
I stay blowin' like a fan shop
My swag is so clean like it just got mopped
Making bitches come back to me
Nigga thats a tragedy
How I make your bitch come back to me
Trynna get some good D
Yeah she calls me daddy
And rides me like a caddy
Talking to these bitches got them wet like a puddle
Making game plans nigga get in the huddle
All my niggas fuck with real toys
Making real noise
Niggas be turnt up fucked up not giving a fuck about a hater
Your bitch yeah I'll take her
She claim you a faker
I'm chasing paper
I'm chasing paper
Fresh clothes, fresh gun, fresh taper
I'm getting money
I'm getting money
I'm getting money
Got your bitch in the room and I'm in her tummy