A Tribe Called Quest — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Keep It Rollin'
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Keep It Rollin' » de A Tribe Called Quest.
Paroles
Aiyyo swing swing swing, to chop chop chop
Yo that’s the sound when MC’s get mopped
Don’t come around town without the hip in your hop
Cause when the shit hits the fan, that ass’ll get dropped
MC’s wanna attack me but them punks can’t cope
I’ll have you left without a job, like Isley from The Love Boat
So money watch your mouth, or I might have to bust ya Battlin MC’s, from JFK to Russia
Back down to London, Sweden and Brazil
Do a U.S. tour for three months and then a chill
Styles be fat like Jackie Gleason, the rest be Art Carney
People love the Dawg like the kids love Barney
«I love you, you love me»
The shorty Phife Dawg is your favorite MC
So move back yaself dread, you know the element
The Tribe is good for your health like a can of Nutriment
MC’s don’t have no winds, MC’s don’t have no winds
I flips you crazier than a busload of Jerry’s Kids
Your crew don’t want it, man your crew don’t want it But if you feel you can swing it, then money please bring it
(sup) Large Professor in the house (sup)
(sup) You know how we do (sup)
(sup) I stay on your crew (sup)
(whassup) like Mario Lemieux (whassup)
(Whassup?) Peace to Ike Love
(Sup? Hah hah) and the rest of the crew (Whassup?)
(Whassup?) I meet you guys in front the cleaners
Bring the blunts and the brew so Verse Two: Q-Tip
Whassup kids? The Ab is speaking from the moon
Thanks for your support, aiyyo I’ll be home soon
But the only thing I ask when I return from my task
Is a whole bunch of beats and a Blass full of ass
My fist stands firm because I’m, black and solid
I open up your pores like a plate full of collards
C’mon take it easy wouldya, easy easy
I’m up in the gulley, that’s when I am her Buddy
She told me pull her hair, I did, it drove her nutty
Filled up the hole like spackle or I mean putty
When we over joints like this we never cruddy
Extra P hooked the beat, and kids it feels luh-huh-ovely
Check it out, cause my conception is immaculate
A bachelor, lookin for a bachlelorette
Back to you MC’s, this is what your gonna get
A first degree burn from my man Ken’s cigarette
I hope you like Malboro, Paul you know we thorough like Denver
The beat feels like a never-ender
But all things good must, so I won’t sweat it Drop the C’s for the youthful crew, I hope you get it As I stand, grip this mic inside my hand
Boy I smack you up, like I was your old grand
So respect yourself Son, and come and gimme love
Once again the Ab is who you think of So chill with the beef money, we got a Jetti
Verse Three: Extra P (Large Professor)
It’s Extra P and yo Tip I’m bout to set it On the country once again here to win
I’m Uptown chillin, takin in this grand master Vic blend
From the projects, the PJ’s, fuck them two DJ’s
Self mission, I had her in the ill position
Saying «Large youse the soul brother that I’d like to Eff with for the rest of my life» yeah yeah now check the method
As I, proceed with what you need like Akinyele
A whip looks complete when the tires say Firelli
Funk monkey, one rapper fell off, now he’s a junkie
There’s 8 Million Stories in the city it’s a pity
Don’t fuck with the skins if she’s trying to act shitty
Shout to the Guru, Primo and Zulu Zulu
Nation, was on a vacation, in the ghetto
Yo Ras slow your roll I’m bout to bag this here’s metal
Rapper Nas on topic, seems we gonna rock it Queens represent, buy the album when I drop it (drop it)
Traduction des paroles
Vérifiez - le, parce que ma conception est immaculée
Un bachelor, à la recherche d'une bachlelorette
Retour à vous MC, c'est ce que votre va obtenir
Une brûlure au premier degré de la cigarette de mon homme Ken
J'espère que tu aimes Malboro, Paul Tu sais qu'on aime Denver
Le rythme se sent comme un jamais-ender
Mais toutes les choses bonnes doivent, donc je ne vais pas transpirer laisser tomber les C pour l'équipage jeune, j'espère que vous l'obtenez comme je me tiens, saisir ce micro dans ma main
Je te frappe, comme si j'étais ton vieux grand
Alors respectez-vous Fils, et venez et donnez-moi l'amour
Encore une fois, L'Ab est à qui vous pensez si froid avec l'argent du boeuf, nous avons eu un Jetti
Verset Trois: Extra P (Grand Professeur)
C'est Extra P et yo Tip je vais le mettre sur le pays une fois de plus ici pour gagner
Je suis Chillin Uptown, takin dans ce mélange Grand Maître Vic
Des projets, les pyjama, les baiser deux DJ
Auto mission, je l'avais dans la position malade
Dire "grand youse le frère de l'âme que je voudrais Eff avec pour le reste de ma vie" ouais ouais maintenant vérifier la méthode
Comme je, procéder à ce que vous avez besoin comme Akinyele
Un fouet semble complet quand les pneus disent Firelli
Funk singe, un rappeur est tombé, maintenant il est un junkie
Il y a 8 millions D'histoires dans la ville c'est dommage
Ne baise pas avec les peaux si elle essaie d'agir merdique
Criez au gourou, Primo et Zulu Zulu
Nation, était en vacances, dans le ghetto
Yo Ras slow your roll je suis bout à sac Ce ici est en métal
Rappeur Nas sur le sujet, semble que nous allons rock il Queens représentent, acheter l'album Quand je le laisse tomber (drop it)