Future Heroes - Who Dat [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: 2Pac]

I got my Hennessy find ya foes
In a room full of niggas tryin' to hide ya hoes
I'm getting high off buddha
Cause the times be slow
I keep my mind on dough
You never find me broke
And who meee
2x

[Verse 1: Mars]
Getting high off Buddha cause the times be slow
When I roll these blimps gone off that pif
You'll never find me low
Feels like a long time waiting, hope we finally blow
Gonna hit the road, cross the globe
Meet all kinds of hoes
Different shows, kickin' flows til' its time to go
In the freshest clothes, we spit that dope and roll the finest dro
I know the worst review this tape might get is kinda dope
And we gettin' money but we save it like we kinda broke
So i sell a couple stacks as I skate around town
Thinking bout flights everyday and tearing crowds down
A bunch of different bitches wanna kick it like a roundhouse
But the kids keep a couple tens, we ain't around now
Blow some loud down, they love the sound now
Haters give us pounds now, they must of found out
We hold it down now, don't fuck around now
Future Heroes 'bout to get it
Racing through the finish, working on my vision
You can feel it when I spit it, ayee

[Bridge: 2Pac]

You can holler if you want to pleeease
I ain't runnin' with no punk crew beeee
Enemies and my range is on
You're in the danger zone
My fuckin' game is strong, Hotline

[Verse 2: Ken Deezy]

Get a little hint to the classics
Smoke a hash sack and my boy pack acid
White collared shirt, I don't pay no taxes
I don't need magic, I do it and it happens
And this a fucking come up
We be on the rise sun down until sun up
Weed in my eyes, money on my mind
Everything I do, bet I do it for the grind
And the number one spot
Everybody cop
Telling all they friends that's some shit they should rock
Future Hero Kids, everybody waitin' on
But you don't gotta trip, you don't gotta wait long
Cause I'm rhyming on Reason
Red-haired kush call it Reba
Future Heroes in season, them bitches reachin'
No hate, all love trying to get it in
Make music, make moves and do it again

[Outro: 2Pac]

Got my Hennessy find ya foes
In a room full of niggas tryin' to hide ya hoes
I'm getting high off buddha
Cause the times be slow
I keep my mind on dough
You never find me broke