Translation of the song lyrics Turn da Tide - yung beef

Turn da Tide (original)

Me comí al demonio en una pastilla
Me hablan de la calle y no han jugao' entre jeringuillas
Yo estoy oyendo voces, me dicen que haga dinero
Vo' a tener que matarlos, pelearme con to’l que quiero
Me vo' a capear a un Audi (R8)
To' los días de la semana voy a montar un chocho
To' lo que fumamos ta' apestoso
Y to' el que 'ta girao' es porque estaba envidioso
Y ahora estoy tan triste (Pxxr Gvng), pero sus penas son mis chistes
Me odiabas, pero te dio un escalofrió cuando me oíste
Te vamos a entrar a la casa de tu mare
A los pobres no se les roba, esto se va a poner salvaje
'tamos jukiaos', destinaos' a estar siempre entre la droga
Están to' guillaos, y al final tu hermano el que te roba
Jägermeister, dos anfetaminas, una molly pal autoestima
Y pa' arriba, como si voy a perder la vida
2007 prohibieron la efedrina
Y desde entonces ya no eres la misma
Salgo a la calle, guillao de salsero
Ropa italiana, Jesucristo en el babero
Lyca, Lebara y una conexión de escama
Saca a la Tatiana y tráete la tana
Yo soy el dios del molly, toas' mis putas yolis
Si no tienes goma se hace toto con boli
I can’t believe
I still receive
So much affection from your side
If you could give me one more chance
I’d love to turn the tide
Me he comido al demonio en una pastilla
Me hablan de la calle y no han jugao' entre jeringuillas
Yo estoy oyendo voces, me dicen que haga dinero
Voy a tener que matarlos, pelearme con tol' que quiero

Turn da Tide (translation)

I ate the devil in a pill
They talk to me about the street and they haven't played with syringes
I'm hearing voices, they tell me to make money
I'm going to have to kill them, fight with everyone I want
I'm going to weather an Audi (R8)
Every day of the week I'm going to ride a pussy
Everything we smoke is stinky
And to 'the one who' ta turned 'is because he was envious
And now I'm so sad (Pxxr Gvng), but his sorrows are my jokes
You hated me but he gave you a chill when you heard me
We are going to enter the house of your mother
The poor are not robbed, this is going to get wild
'we are jukiaos', destined' to always be among the drug
They are all guillaos, and in the end your brother the one who steals from you
Jägermeister, two amphetamines, one molly pal self-esteem
And up, as if I'm going to lose my life
2007 banned ephedrine
And since then you are no longer the same
I go out to the street, guillao de salsero
Italian clothes, Jesus Christ in the bib
Lyca, Lebara, and a scale connection
Bring out Tatiana and bring the Tan
I am the god of molly, all my fucking yolis
If you don't have rubber, you can do toto with a pen
I can't believe
I still receive
So much affection from your side
If you could give me one more chance
I'd love to turn the tide
I have eaten the devil in a pill
They talk to me about the street and they haven't played with syringes
I'm hearing voices, they tell me to make money
I'm going to have to kill them, fight with all I want