Fat Joe — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Okay Okay
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Okay Okay » de Fat Joe.
Paroles
Turn the mic up, yeah uhh, Coca
Okay, okay, okay
E Philly, I see you nigga, yeah, yeah
This is on my boy Georges, Tricky’s is sellin' boulevard
(Tricky boo)
My niggaz with buck fifties and bullet scars
Gangster bitches that ain’t afraid to kill a broad
You witness the realest nigga to spit this hard
Yeah, look at my clothes
Look at these diamonds, look how I pose
Man, take a look at my hoes
Brazilians, Sicilians, got millions of those
(Aoww)
Yeah, who’s harder than crack?
Have the awe to play martyr then I father you back
Bein' burst you didn’t earth you make you part of the mack
Then I ask the whole block who got a problem with that
You feel me? No joke, no gimmicks
(Gimmicks)
You fuckin' with niggas that live the lyrics
Cold blooded, when it’s drama ain’t tryin' to hear it
(Nope)
That body fresh, you can still see the spirit
Till my last breath, I’ma rap till the death
Whether with wax or sellin' cracks on my steps
Great with the knives, much better with the tecs
Believe me, it’s easy, I’ll leave you a mess
I’m like yeah, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
I’m like yeah, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Yo, 300 brolic, yeah, I’m sendin' them niggas
You’s a hot pink skinny jean feminine, nigga
I balls 'til I falls then I get back up And my arms like a gift the way the shit racked up My ambition to get it, the Bronx still burnin'
And them trees stay greener than them eyes on Erick Sermon
I’m swervin', observin', fake niggas I’m learnin'
Him and they gangsters, leave your brains on the curb and
I’m servin' any nigga that want it
I’m not a role model, how could I be, I’m blunted
Joe so cool wearin' stunners in the night
Suede in the rain, walkin' mud in my whites
Dominican bitch, you can find me in the Heights
Maserati, Ducati about a hundred bikes
Real shit, that’s the story of my life
Look at me wrong, I thought getting' money was right
Till my last breath, I’ma rap till the death
Whether with wax or sellin' cracks on my steps
Great with the knives, much better with the tecs
Believe me, it’s easy, I’ll leave you a mess
I’m like yeah, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
I’m like yeah, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, ha, ha, ha, we live the lyrics man
We really run these streets man
Pop your shit off, you get too close, nigga
Yeah, ain’t nobody seein' the squad
The hardest niggas
Realest niggas in this whole shit man
I don’t wanna hear about you niggas did time
Them niggas who’s hard, you faggots
I’m talkin' to every rapper
Nobody lived my life, nigga
It’s Coca, Joe Crack, the Don
Want the crown? Come get it, nigga
BX, what up?
Traduction des paroles
Jusqu'à mon dernier souffle, je rapperai jusqu'à la mort
Que ce soit avec de la cire ou des fissures sur mes marches
Grande avec les couteaux, beaucoup mieux avec les tec
Croyez-moi, c'est facile, je vais vous laisser un gâchis
Je suis comme Ouais, ok, ok, ok
Ok, ok, ok
Je suis comme Ouais, ok, ok, ok
Ok, ok, ok
OK, ha, ha, ha, on vit les paroles mec
On dirige vraiment ces rues mec
Arrête tes conneries, t'es trop près, négro
Ouais, n'est pas personne ne voit " l'escouade
Les négros les plus durs
Les plus vrais négros de toute cette merde mec
Je ne veux pas entendre parler de vous niggas n'a le temps
Eux niggas qui est difficile, vous fagots
Je parle à tous les rappeurs
Personne n'a vécu ma vie, négro
C'est Coca, Joe Crack, le Don
Souhaitez la couronne? Viens le chercher, négro
BX, quoi de neuf?