Chuck Tee - Wolf Of Wall St [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

....Puttin' out a blunt, just to spit a rap
..Yeah the killers back
My mind bout like Alcatraz
.....Bouncin' back
Bars I ain't countin' that
Duckin' any nigga with a county badge
Takin' time to exhale
Girl you excel when the sex sells
Now it's time to take it to the next levv
Ayo Cinderell, shit the clock a twelve
Black eyed demon hot ass hell
Kcuf Life err body trill
Chiefin' till my body chill

Hol on, Now hol dat
I'm 10 Thou, and you know that
Throwed off, watchin' Conan, Bitch I'm Cronus, I'm with Diddy zonin'
...Is you with me, do you want it, if you got it flaunt it
...And err where I go I got yo mistress jonesing
I'm gone tell um catch up
Straight kush just for breakfast
Ted Bundy with a weapon
What high nigga stressin

Ima ride till the tires off
Talk shit and we pop off
Damn near high as Gods cough
She over there knock out
We just doin' what you talk bout
Stone cold make her tap out, Gotta bad mouth
...If I ain't doin' shit what chu mad bout
..Look back, then I back out
..No map where we at now?
..I ball Jerry Stackhouse
Make plans then I ride out
She fucked at the hideout
Only death what you cry bout
Still surf in a wipeout
So fresh lemme wipe down
Just thinkin'shit, why now they all over me
Cold chillin' in yo bitch, I'm swimmin' in her ovaries
Shirt imported overseas
....She go to college here but say she from The Key
..New World Order, on some Gee shit
....Comin' first with the prefix
So high you couldn't reach this
Dem lames wanna be this
I'm anemic
Ice cold, shit I'm freezin'
Gotta learn what I teach um'
Bitch I'm back with the re runs
Son of Sam with 3 guns
Nigga this our season
...Bet that now that they believe um'
Feel the bass start beatin'
..That 3 pointer no look
Just a page in the notebook
Still going in no hook
Clicquot and mimosas
Chase that with a soda
On the drugs I need to cut down
But that ain't really bout what's up now
Fucked round with a fuck round, Na I done fucked round caught a nigga slippin
.Half court shot do he miss it
Puff puff pass, let me hit
Tryna figure out if I did it
Dexter I'll muh fuckin' kill it
Stayin' to the code you ain't trippin'
So step wrong then you get it
You can go and burn with the bridges
And They still tryna catch that
Ain't right till feel good
Use to rock my clothes jet black and, I'm thinkin' man I still should
BC and a Kentwood water
I'm 10 foot, 10 foot taller
Down to blow up with the martyr
Campaign Gang doin' numbers
I ain't mean to kill um swear ya honor
I ain't mean to kill um' swear your honor
It dont really matter what I call her
Or the time of day that I call her
That's a hard pill for you to swallow
They'on understand ima problem
And maybe I done popped too many bottles


*Pop*
Well there's another one