The Jacka & Berner - Murder Murder [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[The Jacka]
Hopped off the plane with about 9 onions
Niggas known to make it rain mid-day in the summer
Tryin' to smoke away the pain fresh vein for the struggle
Better shackled up in chains, than ashamed to see my mother
Disgrace to my family, mothafuckin' loser
Shooter, make ya break like B-boy JR
Biggest mistake I made I didn't back out sooner
I be rappin' so I couldn't play the background too much
Fucked around copped a mink and sat in front of the mula
Brothers at the game the feds notice
Follow our limos to the crib and set up cameras
Spying on my wife and my kids god damn it's going down forreal this time
But I'm ready, cuz I really did these crimes for my family ya dig

[Chorus]
I'm the reason that residue on ya currensy
I get big bread the cops wannna murder me
But I murder them, ya babymomma heard of him
Movin' through the city Peruvian papi I'm servin' em

[Berner]
I put em on the plane before I put em in the mail
I used the triple beam before I had that digi scale
I move 2 for 12 you can say I'm doing well
I got that kinda work that you can sell I used to sell
Packs in the drought for 85 hun a piece
Enough to eat, Ima flood the streets with the one you need
I got that uncut, no there's no cut in it
Drug business, every car I'm in got drugs in it
I ride around the city high I'm still payin cops
I got my bitch in the telly waitin' takin' calls
This the way to go, weight to push cake to blow
Major dough in my duffle bag on my way to go
Make a drop off the cops watch but don't stop us
I see them alphabet boys in the helicopter

[Chorus]
I'm the reason that residue on ya currensy
I get big bread the cops wannna murder
But I murder them, ya babymomma heard of him
Movin' through the city Peruvian papi I'm servin' em