Boosie Badazz — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson The Rain
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « The Rain » de Boosie Badazz.
Paroles
Dirty system tried to hit me with the needle, man
Always losing my people man, deceitful, man
Take your boys back to beefing man
And just when you tried to leave the game
Close friends in the grave, I’ve seen the stinking rain
Sticking needles in my body, diabetes, man
The struggle of a young hustler, I could teach you, man
Cancer in and out my body, I can breathe again
I seen chains so tight on my wrist, they bled on me Brought OG in my circle for him to tell on me (Damn, Po)
They say my best friend, Murda brought the feds on me
'Cause he was getting them for the low, now he dead on me Rest in peace love
The rain, man
And the rain comes down so hard
In my life
Why god, (in my life) the rain comes down so hard
Tried to leave the state, stay away from drama
Still on parole, fake cases from your baby momma
Lost Trell momma, that was my right hand
Lost my aunty Keisha, I need a momma sayin'
Praying, why my family, we in the rain again
Dude ain’t finished his 10, G Money back again
Maybe it’s 'cause I was seeing him, but we was raised to win
Bronson won’t do that whole 10, I been getting it in Been crossed by niggas, that hurt my heart like kidney stones
I got some henchmen gone (Rest in peace, Ghost), half of my kidney gone
(You ain’t know, nigga?)
(You ain’t know, nigga?)
And the rain comes down so hard (Hard)
Oh my God
Why my rain comes down so hard (All the time in my life)
My God (My God)
You know my rain comes down so hard
The rain come down hard as a motherfucker, don’t it?
He saved our life, God a motherfucker, how don’t it?
Deedee sister Bucky, she called me lil brother
Six-year-old shot by cops, ripped him up with cutters
This my state and guess what, he with my skin color (He was white)
Looked like going to that place fucked up my friend’s hustle (She was right)
Seeing envy hit my clique, I had to sit and suffer
And still be threatened to go to court by my kid’s mother (Your mother tripping)
This a real struggle, on death row, I slept in water puddles
Heat so bad, it was scorching, brother
Front page of the news page, Angola, where the thugs go King of all this rap shit, but I can’t get no cover though
But that won’t stop my hustle though
In my feelings, nigga
We in to your life nigga
You hear the jewelries, you hear the chains on me But it’s the, real live motherfucking session, you in here with me right now
Shit, fresh off the bed, nigga, fresh out the hospital
I won’t stop nigga
Traduction des paroles
Et encore être menacé d'aller au tribunal par la mère de mon enfant (votre mère trébuche)
C'est une vraie lutte, dans le couloir de la mort, j'ai dormi dans des flaques d'eau
Il faisait si chaud, c'était brûlant, mon frère
La première page de la page D'information, Angola, où les voyous deviennent roi de toute cette merde de rap, mais je ne peux pas obtenir aucune couverture cependant
Mais cela n'arrêtera pas mon agitation
Dans mes sentiments, négro
On est dans ta vie mec
Vous entendez les bijoux, vous entendez les chaînes sur moi, Mais c'est la, réel putain de session, vous ici avec moi maintenant
Merde, fraîchement sorti du lit, mec, fraîchement sorti de l'hôpital
Je n'arrête pas de mec