Chris Webby — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson What I Do
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « What I Do » de Chris Webby.
Paroles
Straight chuggin' on the 40 ounce, brain cells fry
Like a clamb strip all day get high
Never ending story felt course stay fly
My mom’s a math teacher so I gotta multiply
Not a mathematician myself so I ride
At my 98 Altima parked outside
Hustle and mixtapes I’m tryna get by Double U E double B follow with a Y Mothafucka that’s me and I be so cool
To be on my level you gonna need a step-stool
Always been a troublemaker gotta break rules
Breaking every law till they kick me out of school
So amped up you’d think I’m chuggin' jet fuel
Chasing a bottle of moon shine with an O’Doules
No more rules let me call up Billy Madison
And have em slippin' on banana peels if they challenge him
I’m bafflin' any competitor with what I’m rappin' and
The future’s lookin' bright I think I’m staring at a halogen
Born in ‘88 I got it tatted on my abdomen
Product of the 90s, everyday practicin'
Then it started happenin', turned into a beast
Full bred pit with a little Maltise
Woof, slaughter any track I see
You’ve now been warned, you’d better hide your beats
I’ma never give a fuck about you
I’m just doing what I do Murder any beat I put my mind too
Thought you knew that’s what I do Rappin' on the mike till my face turns blue
Through and through that’s what I do That’s what I do Stop sleeping over there man pass the blunt
L ride around town and be back for lunch
Got a full plate of beats and some Captain Crunch
Me on the mike only lost a battle once
Everybody else, murked em Cooked it up, served em Pen in hand I got the dexterity of a surgeon
Freestyles burn em, written rhymes flawless
Like the names of every Mutant Ninja Turtle, I’m an artist
Bitch, nobody stoppin' what I’m sayin'
Lyrical display gon' shock em like Raiden
Everyday ragin', show me where the party’s at Where the bitches where the broads where the hotties at?
Where the liquor where the bud, where the Marley at?
Where the stage I’m bouta give the crowd a heart attack
Life’s short so you know I gotta live it up Brim low dutch rolled I’ma never give a fuck
All I got’s my word and my balls just a nerve with a cause
Livin' life like a video game so press pause
Double tap X with a shot to the brain
Back back square hit em with the scorpion chain
So get over here bitch ill kick em like Liu Kang
And fatality anybody who shits on my name
Its that tatted up tyrant, heatin' up the climate
Pissing on these haters like puppies on fire hydrants
It’s that motherfuckin' Optimus Rhyme full bottle of pills
Blunted with a bottle of wine
Fully transform bout to take over the game soon
Ain’t no mothafucka I’m afraid to bring the flame to Got em rotisserie while I be smokin' piffery
Making words connect like letters written in calligraphy
Not a person here stepping in my shoes
‘Cause see Webby’s back and this is what I do
Traduction des paroles
Où l'alcool où le bourgeon, où le Marley à?
Où la scène je suis bouta donner à la foule une crise cardiaque
La vie est courte donc tu sais je dois la vivre Jusqu'à bord Bas néerlandais roulé Je m'en fous
Tout ce que j'ai c'est ma parole et mes couilles juste un nerf avec une cause
Livin ' life comme un jeu vidéo alors appuyez sur pause
Double tap X avec un tir au cerveau
Retour retour carré frappez les avec la chaîne scorpion
Alors viens ici salope malade frappe les comme Liu Kang
Et la mort quelqu'un qui chie sur mon nom
C'est ce tyran tatted up, heatin ' up le climat
Pisser sur ces ennemis comme des chiots sur les bouches d'incendie
C'est cette putain D'Optimus rime pleine bouteille de pilules
Émoussé avec une bouteille de vin
Entièrement transformer combat pour reprendre le jeu bientôt
C'est pas mothafucka j'ai peur d'apporter la flamme à Got em rotisserie pendant que je suis smokin ' piffery
Faire des mots se connecter comme des lettres écrites en calligraphie
Pas une personne ici à ma place
Parce que voir Webby est de retour et c'est ce que je fais