Mr. Vegas Rap - Chiraq Remix [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Mr. Vegas Rap]
I dont need no motherfuckin piece or vest, we gon' beat your ass till your teeth are bashed, imma keep ya cash then we eat the flesh
D-dumb bitch, i got one script it says ride the ocean then jump in
Mastermind when im asked to rhyme
And i spit shit quick till im passing time
Chhicka tick tick tick then i blast a mine
R-radiation ashes flyin
Haters hatin but they ask to side
Vegas nation, last to die
Im baby bait? you passifyin
And assinine if you tryna fuck with dutchie then you ask to die
He gas the 9
Ive had a gat, ain't shot shit
Im bad at that, but not this
Hottest out
Drop it down
Then turn it up cause you not as loud
Heard of us? we ride it out
We murderers you bottom out
We burn the kush b-by the pound
You heard it bruh our time is now...
Aye xavier, you lost in the crowd
Im saving ya by crossing you
Out
Watch just who you bossin around
Fore i take ya crew and toss em around
Bang
Got homies from lacombe
You want it than it on
Think you know us but you wrong
We gon blow up like
If you werent there who the hell watched
When em shellz dropped
On that L block
In a ghetto van with a dead old man
Ain't sellin dope but you peddlin on the medowland
Want beef with the KING
U not worthy
You caught herpes dude stop smirkin
This light shit, this white shit that i sniff with your white bitch
You stole from josh look at that
Leave you broken bruh you a crooked cat
And ain't nottin dawg to push you back
Bottom line you get sodemized
These are child rhymes i ain't gotta try
Mark farfan and fifi get barfed on believe me
They got arks song on repeat
They gon' run when they see me
We go bar for bar, L for L, my heart is hard, i bring hell as well
I rape the beat- korynn jewell
And rey-ant gon say shit
But his gay mans on daves dick
Your fucking crew should stop snitchin
Cause what you do is not business
Fuck vendetta no joke
But nothings better than a slow boat
Your crew is full of retards
Dont need jesus you need ark
To lead you through these parts
I got beef with yall
And my teeth are sharp
So im eatin hearts
Like a freakin shark
Better keep ya cards
We born naturals use war tactils
Nerd fags
Just heard rap
Then tried it, bitch turn back
And realize just what you lost
And ain't nothing bitch to cut you off
Your guts are soft
Hollow bitch
Betta holla kid
Ya ain't spittin shit so you swallow bitch
You chasing cheese well follow this
Sheit i do with my jedi crew
You bet i knew that sht you said
If i ever see you again xavier youre fucking dead
I dont play boy im hue dude you a dead bunny
And i got a few things to say fore i pass it off to red money

[Verse 2: Red Money]
Yo ark...vendetta...why you fucking with 9Lives when you only got one man...yeah, lets get it

Fuck With Vegas And Fuck With Dutchie, Get Smoked Just Like A Dutch
Fuck Your Bitch Got Real Touchy, While You Still Wait For Her To Open Up
I Open Shop, On Motherfuckers No Hour - Glass You Out Of Luck
My Phone Bill, Your Deck Of Cards
I Call Bluffs
I Smoke Blunts, 9 Lives But Im Gold Brick And We In Front
Aiming Shots At Your Head - Phone Because This Beat Bump
Bowling Ball To Your Bitch Lane And Thats Sweet Gum
Fire Track When That Heat Come And I Ain't Done
Before Me Because I'm Number One
Fast Lane, When I Fast Foward Your Speed Bumps
And You Out Of Touch, Vendetta Man Like Beef Pans My Motherfuckers Come Eat You Up
This Ain't Your Tea Cup, Its An Ultimatum He The King Dog
Fuck His Bitches, Got Other Brauds
Got No Time For These Other Frauds
Pussy Shit Xavier Because He Soft
I Spit Raw, Backwards Now Thats a War
My Bullets Fly Like The Air Force
Im On The Track You Just Off Course
On A Roll Like Dice Boy
Take Your Shit Im A Heist Boy
Vendetta Kids Fuck You
STD Your Whole Crew

Oh Wait.... I Didn't Have Too