Bigg Dogg - The Presentation (Intro) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse:
Check the presentation
All black soldiers, they be flaggin in my station
All it takes is dope rhymes, weed, and dedication
I'm roaming through my block, real smooth, mad pacin
Lacing my blunt with some X outrageous
Moving real slow, this is the ghetto ass Matrix
Bigg Dogg reapin real hard, never fake shit
Relly told me get em, so I gotta love the hate bitch
I'm all in it like Brazilian Swai
Making money by the hour like my crib is the spot
Give me about 5 minutes, you can see what I got
My flow sicker than drug dealers that died on the block
Ya feel me?
I'm Puerto Rican and Dominican, starting my own syndicate of niggas who been pop medicine
And while I'll spit rhymes, make yo ass die out
So why doubt the illest motherfuckas that they lie bout
It's my house, it's my game
I run this shit, fuck fame
And if it comes to me, then were all runnin the train
There's bloodstains on my shirt, the scrappin was beautiful
Every loss hurts, but it depends on what it do to you
Fuck it, kill stress, roll it up, yeah the usual
I loss somebody to, so the feeling is very mutual
Take a fuckin drink, I only do it if it's suitable
You said you sellin bricks, make it provable
My nigga kick back, let me spit facts over sick tracks
As I'm listening to Relapse, my nigga relax
I'll be back, I'm killin em
They lovin my style
Drunk bitches tryin to suck a nigga off, runnin wild
Son we ready for fedi, I'm counting quarters and pennies
And shoutout to them preppy niggas cause they outta the ordinary
Check the vocabulary
Correct it if necessary
Yall niggas are fruity like Perez Hilton and strawberries
Imma beast in this shit
It's simply a nightcrawler, caught a X-Men
Leave you battered up on the corner, but fuck it nigga we positive
We smilin and laughin
As I'm sittin with deli boy, this nigga rollin some hash
Purple Kush is on the table, fuck making it laugh
We smoke it to the good life, that we want so bad
Man, I'm strivin for perfection while I'm grippin on my weapon
Green crack, kill the stress and you'll pass me the Smith & Wesson
Y'all niggas need to learn a lesson about the depression
Cause once you get the big money, go deep and investin
Go hard nigga, fuck slackin and restin
I'm tryin to blow it up, from Columbus to the West End
There is no friends, you just simply got brothers and other niggas phony talking shit behind an undercover
My name is Bigg Dogg
I represent the ear of musical intelligence
So never have fear...