Juice — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Urban Legend
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Urban Legend » de Juice.
Paroles
We gun hold and not one cold and safe under the sun solar
So when I squeeze off 8, I’m guaranteed to make 7-Up yours like the uncola
Or retorically nice almost effortlessly
Born with a silver spoon in my mouth like infants with epilepsy
Shit, years after my prime leaves
I might have to resort to lettin' the nine squeeze to convince dick riders
to kindly let go of mine please
You a third nut separated at birth one conjoined testicle to tongue siamese
Last summer we jumped Out The Speakers and f**ked shit up with the Vianese
Now watch me take a cold and this piss with a full bladder make time freeze
Golden shower the globe 'till every snowman across the f**kin' planet turns
Chinese
My mentality is necrose red dot shit
to the face of the planet catchin' back here’s ya' freckles
Me and J-U overshadowed the league, so you blaze battlin' with two dicks in yo' mouth till 'yo jaws give it out from battle fatigue
The professional’s red dot’ll turn these niggas into vegetables
So vivid I could kick it at the Cannes Film Festival
Decaffienated coffee shop niggas get assassinated
I was vaccinated with a syrum that was rap related
I spit a theorem full strength I don’t approximate
Intoxicate ya' ho and show you footage o' da cock she ate
Whether glock 3−8 grenades and street sweepers
Address me on yo' knees like students should greet teachers
My intellect special, I hold my tech special
Jet Li or Bruce, pick one I’m next level
The rest see me new some smoke six blunts inhale em'
And hang em' out to dry like Witch Hunts in Salem
Shit my status dope enough to catapult me to the top
We blew the spot like it was just another buddah drop
You couldn’t dream of winning if you used your imagination
Triangle Offense and Molemen collaboration
Am I the sickest nigga shittin' on em'?
No doubt
Y’all niggas want the heat?
Than get ya' dough out
Kill with niggas before they even spit they flow out, we brought it when y’all took the whole route
f**k around and get yo' ass tore out
Am I the nicest nigga spittin' it?
No doubt
You niggas want the heat?
Get ya dough out
Big Juice rip niggas before they even spit they flow out, we brought
it while y’all niggas took the whole route
f**k around and get your ass tore out
And like I said we spit the vividest rhymes because we livin' it You’ll need eight more rappers just to make this shit equivalent
Juice crush this, any mic that Juice touches
We be all in your girlfriend’s mouth like toothbrushes
Nasty off the head and when I’m in the booth f**k it Like the skin on Edward James Olmos I’m too rugged
I could either thug it, lug it round or unplug it Represent illmatic half time on one love it It’s murder to cassette and I beg you to come dub it We could either use our hands but Tom just stun gun it And I ain’t ever been known to have the cleanest and demeanor
But I get the whole U.S. Open like Venus and Serena
Period, this is How We Chill, Freestyle or Written
When we came Out The Speakers last year they didn’t listen
So next time I crack they bones follow me
I’m so much doper than mc’s, I owe these niggas an apology
f**k sweating bullets niggas perspiring
sixteen shot clips when I put they heat on slow roast
I don’t just outshine you, I show my ass and make yo' face the co-host
While me and J-U run a triangle on yo' bitch
feeding these balls in a low post
I’m a cross breed between
letter T crosses in the letter I infrared sick dot us Poison fingers until my wig smarter, from a hennison vine a stigmata with
lacerations half Christ and Big Poppa
I’ll push the envelope far beyond the term ill limits
That’s why some of the nicest is still timid
if I said it than Kill meant it Playa, only way yo' jersey hanging from the rafters
is if yo' bitch ass still in it One penis lacin' double penetration my pen is wastin' a semen tastin'
substance on a fragment of yo' imagination
f**k for the laugh of the exit wounds
I’ll plug brains with .50 caliber slugs and plant seeds in exit wounds
I wipe my shit cat or corn it’s just to whip motherf**kers
and zig-zag and watch his wig drag
In 2000 Triangle Offense gettin' dough and big bags
While you buy season tickets to ride dicks fag like six flags
Am I the nicest nigga spittin' it?
No doubt
Y’all niggas want the heat?
Get ya dough out
Big Juice rip niggas before they even get they flow out, we brought
it while y’all niggas took the whole route
f**k around and get your ass tore out
Am I the sickest nigga shittin' on em'?
No doubt
Y’all niggas want the heat?
Than get ya' dough out
Kill with niggas before they even spit they flow out, we brought it when y’all took the whole route
f**k around and get yo' ass tore out
Traduction des paroles
Nous gun hold et pas un froid et sûr sous le soleil solaire
Donc, quand je presser 8, je suis assuré de faire 7-up vôtre comme le uncola
Ou retoriquement agréable presque sans effort
Né avec une cuillère en argent dans la bouche comme des nourrissons atteints d'épilepsie
Merde, des années après mon premier départ
Je pourrais avoir recours à lettin ' les neuf squeeze pour convaincre dick riders
pour bien lâcher le mien s'il te plaît
Vous un troisième écrou séparé à la naissance un testicule conjoint à la langue siamoise
L'été dernier, nous avons sauté sur les haut-parleurs et F * * KED Merde avec le Vianese
Maintenant regarde moi prendre un rhume et cette Pisse avec une vessie pleine faire geler le temps
Douche dorée le globe 'jusqu'à ce que chaque bonhomme de neige à travers la planète F**kin' tourne
Chinois
Ma mentalité est necrose Red Dot Merde
au visage de la planète catchin 'retour voici ya' taches de rousseur
Moi Et J-U éclipsé la Ligue, de sorte que vous flambez battlin 'avec deux bites dans yo' bouche jusqu'à ce que ' yo mâchoires donner de la fatigue de la bataille
Le point rouge du professionnel va transformer ces négros EN légumes
Si vif que je pourrais le lancer au Festival de Cannes
Café décaféiné niggas se faire assassiner
J'ai été vacciné avec un syrum qui était lié au rap
Je crache un théorème plein de force Je ne me rapproche pas
Intoxiquer ya 'ho et vous montrer des images o' da bite qu'elle a mangé
Si Glock 3-8 grenades et balayeuses de rue
Adressez-vous à moi à genoux comme les élèves devraient saluer les enseignants
Mon intellect spécial, je tiens ma technologie spéciale
Jet Li ou Bruce, choisissez-en un, je suis au niveau suivant
Le reste me voir nouvelles de la fumée six émousse inspirez em'
Et les traîner à sécher comme des chasses aux sorcières à Salem
Merde mon statut dope assez pour me catapulter vers le haut
On a fait sauter l'endroit comme si c'était juste une autre goutte de buddah
Vous ne pourriez pas rêver de gagner si vous utilisiez votre imagination
Triangle Offense et Molemen collaboration
Suis-je le plus malade nigga shittin 'on em'?
Incontestable
Y ' all niggas voulez de la chaleur?
Que ya obtenir' la pâte