GHC - 9739 (SYLWS) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

96 96 no no no
Bitch please bitch please your homo

9739 i can't really tell
I can't really tell what the fuckin time is

Alote of smoke around me im talkin on my cell

Im so fuckin druged
And im so fuckin high
Is life really a bitch ?
I think mine is for sale

Im trying to be number one
Bitch please go to hell

All i heard is three gun shots and a fuckin bell
All my homies are locked up in the motha fuckin cell

Motha fucka im the problem if you really can't tell
And i pop alote of pills bitch if you can't see

Im the best to say the truth
The best ryhmes in this game

Im tryin to spit the best ryhmes
Bitch i ain't lame
Im thinkin about the pain every time they blame
Everbody says gucci is just a god damn shame
Acutally
I dont even give a fuck about your name

Best belive im in the booth
From new york i came

Best belive im crazy
You pussy i ain't spittin

I could do better then that
Pussy i ain't kiddin

I know you want to be me
Bitch please stop wishin

If murder was a away
Then i would be the first one killin

I ain't trying with the best
Im being so fillin

I ain't a pussy ass bitch
Im being so thrillin

If rap was race
I would be the first one winnin

All they heard is gun shots
I was the first one shootin

Why the fuck you think im happy
With the coart im always dealin

Mothafucka im the best
Mothafucka stop stealin

All i heard is shots shot
Behind me head

She trying to act cool
By giving c a head

But i really can't see the away
On the root im a head

Im runnin so fast
Like an energizer battery

And im smokin so much
Like a smokin weed factory

The courts wants me
And cops runnin after me

Can u please god tell me why life is such a bitch ?
Or will i be shot by a snitch ?
Fuck money
Fuck life
Cause motha fucka i was born rich
I was born rich