C-Murder — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Ghetto Ties
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Paroles
Ghetto Ties
(c-murder)
Say magnolia, gateway bro
It seems like they don’t want a young nigga to get rich
Like we ain’t supposed to leave the ghetto
I know we tied to the ghetto, but uhh life’s a bitch
You know, we was dealt some bad cards
But you know, we gotta deal with it Lifes hard, so lets show em' what we made of My gateway to hell seems like its constantly open
The reaper is callin', so i’m constantly smoking
C-murder ain’t gonna die in vain
My ghetto ties got me living my life in pain
See the world knows, we gonna be thugs forever
You can take me out the ghetto, but you can’t make it better
See the status of your money done changed
But the status of your danger remains the same
I need to clear my head of these evil thoughts
And teach magnolia and gateway the shit i was taught
Take a ride with me nigga to eternity
And watch me live to see another century
Lifes a bitch, who do you trust
I put my fate in my glock, cause i know its gonna bust
I used to think the hood was cool
But my ghetto ties keep me checking in my rearview
Hook
Who do you trust, my ghetto ties got me tripping, and lifes a bitch
They can’t stand to see a young nigga get rich
I was dealt some bad cards
Became a thug with no love 'cause life’s hard (who do you trust)
(soulja slim)
Lord you showed me, even dealt me these cards, i gots to play em'
My life is like a game, i’m up from a.m. to a.m.
Why don’t i ak him if he don’t have none of my paper
Man if i let him live then he might take me for a faker
He might try to do a jack, and that might cost me my life
If you ever jack this real nigga, you’d besta kill me or pay the price
I ain’t nothing nice, behind the street machine tell me what you see
A tall nigga bout 6'4, last left the murder scene
Disguising in army green
With infer beams on something, kinda gun nigga
Fool one nigga didn’t run
My niggas went on and tore up his motherfucking ass with the bit fast
Like witness that, murder in the first degree
My ghetto ties fucking round' with me, don’t do that
Hook
(da hound)
How many times, a nigga seen a family nut up And the momma was cut up, yeah i see now but later on i’m a be senile
But see how us niggas get caught up, quick to go in the water
Niggas steady vanishing away like saw dust
I’m feeling that ease, i’m full of them weeds and them fleas
Two 23's, nike’s and reeboks let the window down and feel the breeze
My cousin d, my nigga joned in the backseat thuggin' off the rome
And to the z, thinking about the lives we gonna free
I tell him nigga please (nigga please)
Soon as we drove up, fucking door was bout' to close up I knocked on the door, nigga hold up, you didn’t see us roll up I forced my way in, i put seven up to his thoughts
No time for thinking is what i’m thinking
Killed the bitch, wouldn’t finish shaking
I went to the kitchen, i’m flipping pans, pots, and spoons out
Heard four knocks, sounded like four shots, coming from the other room
It’s about that time now, for us hounds to get gone out
Got the dilli, quarter milli, went to the next room
Jhon jones was in the zone
I saw my cousin navier, eyes bucking out his head
Nigga bleeding from the mouth, he shaking, he’s on his way out
By this time, i took two hits from behind
My nigga john looked in my eyes and said nigga you ready to die
Damn, nigga why
Hook
Traduction des paroles
Mon niggas a continué et déchiré son putain de cul avec le peu rapide
Comme témoin que, de meurtre au premier degré
Mon ghetto est lié à moi, ne fais pas ça
Crochet
(da hound)
Combien de fois, un mec vu une famille noix Et la maman a été coupé, oui je vois maintenant, mais plus tard, je suis un être sénile
Mais voir comment nous niggas obtenir rattrapé, rapide pour aller dans l'eau
Niggas constante de fuite loin comme vu de la poussière
Je sens que la facilité, Je suis plein de ces mauvaises herbes et ces puces
Deux 23, nike et reeboks laisser la fenêtre vers le bas et sentir la brise
Mon cousin d, mon nigga joned sur la banquette arrière thuggin ' off the rome
Et au z, en pensant aux vies qu'on va libérer
Je lui dis nigga s'il vous plaît (mec merci)
Dès que nous avons conduit, putain de porte était bout ' pour fermer j'ai frappé à la porte, nigga hold up, vous ne nous avez pas vu rouler j'ai forcé mon chemin, j'ai mis sept à ses pensées
Pas le temps de penser est ce que je pense
Elle a tué la chienne, elle n'a pas fini de trembler
Je suis allé à la cuisine, je retourne des casseroles, des casseroles et des cuillères
Entendu quatre coups, sonnait comme quatre coups de feu, venant de l'autre pièce
C'est à peu près le moment maintenant, pour nous les chiens de sortir
J'ai eu le dilli, le quart milli, je suis allé dans la pièce voisine
Jhon jones était dans la zone
J'ai vu mon cousin navier, les yeux qui lui arrachaient la tête
Mec saignements de la bouche, il tremble, il est sur son chemin hors
En ce moment, j'ai pris deux coups par derrière
Mon négro john m'a regardé dans les yeux et m'a dit négro tu es prêt à mourir
Merde, nigga pourquoi
Crochet