Brotha Lynch Hung — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Dead Bitch
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Dead Bitch » de Brotha Lynch Hung.
Paroles
I don’t know what happened, see I just saw a house
An a lady up in the backroom
An a cocaine had me dizzy I was hustle off that wet cigarettes
So I don’t know that gon do givin a nigga a permenant tattoo
I spit poison, niggas call it kentrail, I’m mobb deep nigga an I think I got
sickle cell
Anyway, got to stay focus, got make sure this bitch gon smell
I’m a cut the head off, send it to myself in the mail
Bitch, it ain’t no helpin' to yell, you gon make it quick a bitch
Chewin muscles like lickerish, you wanted to die you’ll get yo wish you bitish,
Human meat is my favorite dish, and I bitches for kicks
(Grrr)
I’m a tyrannosaurus rex, unpredictable I don’t know victim’s door next
Get the stick in you torso or more so, cut’em up it was the main course tho
Zip’em up an lock’em up in the zip lock cloth.
I did’n know (now I’m talkin' to a dead bitch)
I did’n know (now I’m packin' up a dead bitch)
I did’n know (now I’m sippin' off a dead bitch)
I did’n know (I don’t be trippin' off a dead bitch)
I did’n know (I was toungin' to a dead bitch)
I did’n know (I was study fuckin' a dead bitch)
I did’n know (I was tonkin' off a dead clik)
I did’n know (now I’m nuttin' on a dead bitch)
(Grrr)
Now I’m smokin' on some loud, head up in the clouds (coff)
An I get to the gas station, ride hella miles
Put the body somewhere
Cut up the bodies nigga, I’m leave one there and one there
It was sum like a nightmare, kiss her and slit nigga,
I don’t fight fair or might there
I told you I be high
24/7 always hella drunk and ready to die
Turned up Sum’s wrong with my head I might be burnt up Brain tells gon extra ending the game all long
Twelve o clock midnight I run through ya house
Opposites is quiet as a mouse, we in ya hall way
An I’m eyed grape in the garage I waited all day
Scratchin' at ya dressa with a knife
After I’m done it’s about to be a messenger tonight
Kept runnin (runnin), the bitch she made a left and a right
And you can tell by the smell it’s a murder session tonight.
Come here bitch
Open the door! Ma!
Ma! open the door
You lock the…
Open the door!
Open the door bitch!
Ha… now… I… told… you… I… was… gon… fuckin… kill… come in…
fuckin… kill… you… you… fuckin… bitch!
this travis
A trav damn man, I think I just killed my mom man
you, you
naw, naw I ran up in there man and this lady I saw her
Lynch!
I was high an everything man just fuckin killed her man
slow down, slow down
I got her in the closet, I got her in the closet bro I just fuckin did it I stab her and…
Lynch! Lynch!
what!, what! I just killed her man I ran up in the house man I did even give a fuck I was so high man what, what!
Lynch man your mother been dead for years what are you talkin about man
what!, what!
your mom, your mom been dead for years I… I… don’t understand is this a what are you talkin about man
Are you fuckin serious, well a fuck it I’m a do this then!, fuck it!
shoots himself
Lynch, Lynch! u there… alright man… ah… yeah
STRANGE MUSIC!
Traduction des paroles
Après que j'ai fini il est sur le point d'être un messager ce soir
Gardé runnin (runnin), la chienne elle a fait une gauche et une droite
Et vous pouvez dire par l'odeur que c'est une séance de meurtre ce soir.
Viens ici salope
Ouvrez la porte! Ma!
Ma! ouvrir la porte
Vous pouvez verrouiller l'…
Ouvrez la porte!
Ouvre la porte salope!
Ha ... maintenant ... je ... t'ai dit... que... j'allais... putain... tuer... entrez…
putain ... tue ... toi ... putain ... salope!
cette travis
Un putain de trav, je crois que je viens de tuer ma mère
toi, toi
naw, NAW j'ai couru là-bas homme et cette dame je l'ai vue
Lynch!
J'étais défoncé un homme de tout vient de la tuer mec
ralentis, ralentis
Je l'ai dans le placard, je l'ai dans le placard bro je viens de putain de fait je la poignarder et…
Lynch! Lynch!
quoi!, quoi! J'ai juste tué son homme j'ai couru dans la maison l'homme j'ai même donné une baise j'étais tellement haut l'homme quoi, quoi!
Lynch mec ta mère est morte depuis des années de quoi tu parles mec
quoi!, quoi!
ta mère, ta mère est morte depuis des années. je ne comprends pas.
Êtes-vous Putain sérieux, bien une baise, je suis un faire alors!, fuck it!
pousses de lui-même
Lynch, Lynch! u là ... d'accord mec ... ah ... ouais
MUSIQUE ÉTRANGE!