G-Scott - Mary Poppins [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
3B... It go....
Go...
Westside get the money,
Eastside get the money

[Verse 1]
Westside get the money
Eastside get the money
And for the love of them
And in Gods we trust
We broke every compandment stuntin
So I, say a prayer
Ask God to watch my homies
Money don't make you real
Busy don't make you phony
Tried to outwork my struggle
But still I'm up out here lonely
It's my right now to stunt
On all the niggas who wronged me
The same niggas who hate me
Got me all in they ipod
Same bitches who played me
Got them all in my call log
Ana told me to get em
Lyles told me to kill em
Biting bring cavities
Ironic nobody feel em
My Chi niggas gone drill em
This feeling is so appealin
What I prescribe elevating
Your mind that's penicillin
For love of love of this cash
Some niggas be slanging grass
While others be blowin glass
These women be slangin ass
The concept of school was cool
Till niggas started to rap
Then cooler it then became
For niggas to wanna trap
Dope!

[Hook]
Westside get the money
Eastside get the money
All around the city, Dare you take it from me? We Say
Southside get the money
Northside get the money
All around the globe, we stay gone
Mixin that
Supercalifragilistic-supercalifragilistic-supercalifragilistic-expialidopeshit

[Verse 2]
Southside get the money
Northside get the money
Friends turn into foes
All for the love of funding
Funny these clown niggas
Always claimin they it
Always be number 2
Still thinkin they the shit
If it ain't bout no money
I really think you should quit
And quittin against my morals
This money I'm finna get
I focused did it all legit
My niggas out hittin licks
She pop a pill
Throw that pussy
These bitches be doin dicks
Po' up another 4
Balloon packs and a six
She used to chirp on that nextel
Until they got bought by sprint
Hit clientel on that iphone
She upgraded from a flip
That hustle on top of hustle
She talkin bout she gon strip
Don't get lost in this life of
Dolla bills, purple sprite
Everything done is wrong
Intentions to make it right
I need a million for
Every night that I done cried
A sinner who trust in God
I welcome you to the lie

[Hook]