Ev B, Wes B - Suicidal [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Southside

[Verse 1: We$ B]
Pull the trigger quicker if a bitch nigga resists
I'll pull out your teeth nigga I'm a fucking dentist
Big checks that's what life consists I take risks
Rappers today is on my hit list
I'm selling bricks to dealerships trynna cop a cleaner whip
Mac 10's and assassins, I execute rappers
Burn holes through plastic what I write is acid
The feds bust in I translate with click clacking
Can't resist gun fire when I put you in a casket
The government I'm attacking and escape like "what happened"
Niggas outlandish every way I'm causing damage
Kill him in the shed with the motherfucking hammers
Yeah I move that weight hustling till my last day
Display your fate with this tool on my waist

[Chorus: We$ B]
Going against me is suicidal
It's suicidal, it is suicidal
Going against me it's suicidal

[Verse 2: Domination]
You a dead man walking a dead man talking
I'm the man with the grams get your bags get your weight
Call me baker man cuz I can bake a cake
Drop the top on the Bentley I call that the headless horseman
I'm cooking up babies I call that shit abortion
Roaming through Pasadena like I'm a motherfucking orphan
Like nigga I killed your roll dog and put him in a coffin
Well it's all the gang repping tallet gang no Tyler Perry and I gotta win
Pardon me my fucking squad my whole squad be going in
We$ B smoke so much I think his fucking brains fried
And we stay pulling up like the Gotti Boys

[Chorus: We$ B]
Going against me is suicidal
It's suicidal, it is suicidal
Going against me it's suicidal
It's suicidal, it is suicidal

[Verse 2: Ev B]
God sent me on this earth simply to wreck beats
On the track with Domination and We$ B
Wanna battle rap our combination is deadly
Roll the best weed we tasting up on that heavy
Medical spit that make you feel like you in heaven flow
Ratchet bitches that I know got curves like the letter O
I don't fuck with them hoes but fuck it shout out to em
Working hard and making money is what I'm about doing
We ain't got no common goals trynna get the honor roll
I gets all kinds of dough cuz I spit the common cold
Spit change like Obama told hold heat like my mommas stove
Get hoes back to they mommas home knock em down like Dominoes
I live it you fantasize I get so hella high
Pull up in a yellow Benz see haters and tell em "Bye"
Trynna make yo melon fly I'm the truth you telling lies
Any nigga dare to try knock em out like Beddy byes (gone)