Lil Wayne — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson It's Good
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « It's Good » de Lil Wayne.
Paroles
You who are rich and whose troubles are few
May come around to see my point of view
What price the crown of a king on his throne
When you’re chained in the dark all alone?
I’m real as they come, I follow the rules
I’m still in the hood but I probably should move
Made enough money, I don’t fuck around
I just felt they needed me so I stuck around
Feds got my man, shit is real son
Cause my godson just became my real son
Think life is a game but all you get is a turn
You live and you learn, either you freeze or you burn
Kush in the air, I’m pushing the gears
Love turned into hate, hate turned into fear
If it ain’t right, I don’t sign the deal
Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill
Gasoline, propane
Ain’t no salary cap in the dope game
Ain’t no collective bargaining on cocaine
So in other words nigga, do your thing
Mind in one place heart in another
Please pardon my brother, he’s just angry at you niggas
Who dont have your heart in your rap shit and got too fuckin comfy
Cause we still fuckin hungry, Young Money, got the munchies
Faded, fuckin faded, aww yeah I’m fuckin faded
They tellin' lies about me, aww yeah I must’ve made it
Rikers Island on this flow, 8 months for that pistol
But at least they had some bad bitches workin' in that shit hole
Three visits later, I went and did it major
So fuck the judge, and the jury, and the litigator
Watchin all these kids who thought they had it figured out
And then November came, they let my nigga out
Stop playin, I ain’t with that bullshit
Niggas act like bitches, shanaynay, oh my goodness
This is Wayne’s world, and y’all are just some tourists
Give me three wishes, I wish, I wish, I wish, you would bitch
Brand new pussy, pussy good as baby powder
Two Glock 40′s, nigga you got 80 problems
Swimmin' in the money, I’mma need some fuckin goggles
It’s better to give, but we don’t give a fuck about 'em
I just came home, shit done got real, ho
Lil Weezy-ana, the boot nigga, steel toe
I ain’t workin with a full deck but I deal ho
I just touched down, kick the motherfucking field goal
Talkin 'bout baby money? I got your baby money
Kidnap your bitch, get that «how-much-you-love-your-lady» money
I know you fake nigga, press your brakes nigga
I’ll take you out, that’s a date nigga
I’m a grown ass blood, stop playin with me
Play asshole and get an ass whippin'
I think you pussy cat, ha, hello kitty
I just throw the alley-oop to Drake Griffin
I lay 'em down, tempur-pedic
This shits a game of chess, you niggas think it’s cleavage
Its Young Money, yeah, tis the season
I give you the business, bitch this a business meeting
My niggas hungry, my bitches greedy
Will I die a bloody murder? Dear Mr. Ouija
Nigga, I’m straight, my girl a faggot
Potato on the barrel, pop pop potato salad
Traduction des paroles
Je viens de rentrer à la maison, la merde est devenue réelle, ho
Lil Weezy-ana, La Botte nigga, acier orteil
Je ne travaille pas avec une plate forme complète mais je deale ho
Je viens de toucher le sol, botter le but de champ putain
Talkin 'bout bébé de l'argent? J'ai reçu votre bébé argent
Kidnappez votre salope, obtenez cet argent» combien-vous-aimez-votre-dame"
Je sais que vous faux négro, appuyez sur vos freins négro
Je vais te sortir, c'est un rencard mec
Je suis un cul de sang adulte, arrête de jouer avec moi
Jouer connard et obtenir une cul whippin'
Je pense que vous chatte, ha, Bonjour kitty
Je lance l'allée à Drake Griffin
Je restai 'em vers le bas, tempurpedic
C'est un jeu d'Échecs, vous pensez que c'est un décolleté
Son argent Jeune, Oui, c'est la saison
Je vous donne l'entreprise, salope cette réunion d'affaires
Mon niggas faim, mon chiennes greedy
Vais-je mourir un meurtre sanglant? Monsieur Le Ouija
Négro, je suis hétéro, ma fille un pédé
Pomme de terre sur le tonneau, pop pop salade de pommes de terre