Black Rob — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Watch Your Movements
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Watch Your Movements » de Black Rob.
Paroles
Your man Black on the rise
Address the lies as those who plan my demise
Through the white man’s eyes, I came through with guys
The same guys who gave the whole hood pies, this was back in '95
How the lame dudes lie
Talking about how I changed my strive, when I was locked inside Brothers
identified
Understand they only getting three tries, then the heat gon' fly
Now it’s me, you and I
Top of the world, but it’s still do or die, can’t wait for you to fry
As I scream «bye, bye»
I notified, personified, who am I? The occasional fly?
Mr. Fourth of July
Sometimes Mr. Shoe, Shirt and Tie
Get the loot, hit’em high, big sevens slurve by
And people like it’s the nerve of I
Nothin' worse than I
I came home from doin' time, it’s do or die, ain’t losing
I’ve been roaming through and wide ??? just cruising
Thinkin' 'bout these goons alive, but the truth is I ain’t losin'
Ain’t no time for you and I, so you better watch your movements
Mr. Unorthodox
Plus we got the weed on lock, couple C’s gon' pop
? in the drop
We comin' through with some brand new drop
Dope phat, don’t stop
This is serious knock
The workshop is so hot, honeys rockin' their pants
No tops, and we hit the whole flock
Next year, anticipate it like Pac
Y’all the laughing stock, with the strength of an ox
I locked down a couple blocks up top, and let my young gunners rock
Makin' sure your head bop
The same cat that took your watch, the same cat that went to war with Ed Cox
This is just another notch
Family, the bars rep for those who drink bourbon instead of scotch
Man, just give me my props
I’ma invest in the stocks
Plus turn back the hands of the clock
I got locked for moving crops all day
Circle blocks in a different drop all day
The fat not made them watch all day
And they still couldn’t deal with me
And now I’m home, it’s still hot all day
On the block where they toting Glocks all day
As long as the shots don’t rock my way
Then they won’t have to deal with me
Since the day of my birth
I was comin' up the worst, snatch the purse
Put my hand up her skirt, put the body in the earth
Then I thought what’s it worth
Now forever, I’m cursed, I’m cursed
Bowin' down in the church
Tryna' pray to stay away from the hearse
And away from the nurse, make my rap thing burst
Man, this is for the fans, fans who slam dance like Fred Durst
Understand it’s my turf
So put your boys in reverse, before I have to call? to do work
Sittin' high on your perch
See, I came from the dirt
No name in the game, I’m the hurt
This is just another perk
It’s for those puttin' out that street shit, come through with that jerk
Certain words I blurt
Fam, you can get a price on your head
Then some holes in your shirt
Traduction des paroles
Tant que les coups de feu ne me balancent pas
Ils n'auront pas affaire à moi
Depuis le jour de ma naissance
J'étais comin' le pire, arracher le sac à main
Mettez ma main dans sa jupe, mettez le corps dans la terre
Alors j'ai pensé que ce qu'il vaut
Maintenant, pour toujours, je suis maudit je suis maudit
Bowin' vers le bas dans l'église
Tryna ' priez pour rester loin du corbillard
Et loin de l'infirmière, faire éclater mon truc de rap
Mec, c'est pour les fans, les fans qui claquent dansent comme Fred Durst
Comprendre c'est mon gazon
Alors mettez vos gars en marche arrière, avant que je n'appelle? pour faire un travail
Assis haut sur votre perchoir
Voir, je suis venu de la saleté
Pas de nom dans le jeu, je suis le blessé
C'est juste un autre avantage
C'est pour ceux qui mettent cette merde dans la rue, venez avec ce crétin
Certains mots que je laisse échapper
La gpa, vous pouvez obtenir un prix sur votre tête
Puis quelques trous dans votre chemise