Johnson&Jonson - The Gusto Room [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Bo Bo Lamb]
Damn, man
I hate going to the casino and lose all my motherfucking money
You ever go to the dice table
And the motherfucker is shaking the dice
And the mutherfucker with the stick is talking (?)
Do it mutherfucking again
I saw motherfuckers lose, he so mad when he lost
He pulled out a axe and cut his motherfucking head off
And walked to the bathroom
That casino will tear your ass up

[Verse 1]
Hearts, clubs diamonds, spades
With a poker face
Stakes is high
Open the cake
It's roulette, y'all
Place your bet on the ever so fresh, y'all
Till the death y'all, fresh as the powder
Smooth as the oil
Let (?)
This some grown man shit, fuck toying with ties
Let's get stocks
John John got a heater
With a field to your blow
From the window
To the wall
Like God with the quotes
We collect expo shit
Try to flip it on some hot exo shit
(?) , ghetto prick
Bitch before I let go six
As I head over the petrol bridge

[Bo Bo Lamb]

[Verse 2]
Clubs, spades, hearts, diamonds
What the fuck (?)
It's genetic
45 fuck fetish
With a love so litigious
Take blood, mustard

Must have been a
Fucking up the
Head a little seasoning
Mutherfucking genius (isn't he a genius)
It's either all
Floating like Jesus with a (?) soul
O-X that's an occupied soul
Rock rhymes till a nigga drop thighs slow
If you keep dissing him, that's not my blow
Never will you catch him
With a (?)

[Bo Bo Lamb]