M.O.P. — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Downtown Swinga '98
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Paroles
Yeah!
International!
Downtown Swinga!
Ayo what up cobra, it’s me (prime time!)
PD, I get better with time like a fine wine
You see, ever since I was a youth
I promised to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth
I never been accused, of perjury
I will clap gats at them cats if they try to murder me You heard of me, (Hilfigga!)
Oh you better know it baby (ill legit!)
Yeah but I try not to show it baby
Cuz if I got to show skill, I will
I’m comin from Brownsville, (Downtown)
Swingin this? bump bill? , bringin it so ill
(you niggas been warned)
If I get to side steppin and grippin my weapon it’s on Once I stretch 'em I’m gone, the old thug way
(no need to stress him he gone)
The no love way
Fuck him, cocksucker I’m lettin you know
You lookin for Brook, you went to Fizzy Ro, we Downtown
Who bringin this?
Downtown Swinga!
Swingin this
Down here we be the kings of this
Never gassed to do, what I have to do Splashin you, blastin you, international!
Stand back when this nigga kick off, the black stallion
I’m all American slash Trinidadian
I make a dummy fold, dig him for his money roll
Take the dummy’s soul, blast shots in your skully yo Mister fizzy ro gettin busy yo Make motherfuckers ask, «what the fuck is he yo?»
I tote the 4 5 when I feel I’m doomed
Fuck them cassettes I don’t plan to die no time soon
Down, Down town swinga
Mash 'em out (no doubt) blast 'em out (no doubt)
When it’s hammer time we crash the house, (no doubt)
Regulate and clear the punk bastards out (no doubt)
Yo I illustrate and design for those doin crimes
Totin heat and, in the streets like yellow lines
And I’m, here to represent for 'em
So bow down, to them cats that swing Downtown
Oh shit! It’s on nigga
Pack your shit, and get gone nigga
Here come Fame, Bill Danze and them, (right!)
Aint no tame to handle 'em, (true)
Cuz when I’m on a mission duke, grippin a pistol duke
Hot slugs be twistin you, it’s traditional
(let's cock back the chrome)
And wreck the party
And I’m that one nigga that fuck it up for everybody
Get em up, clak clak!
Hit 'em up, bookah bookah!
Whet 'em up, bucka buck bucka!
Shut 'em up, for good
We regulate this hood Downtown soldier
And we will lay your ass down, told ya In a heartbeat, this is our streets, we’re divided in crews
Bet' not nann one of you motherfuckers move, speak to me
(make moves) Wrong nigga to cross
Alot of niggas found theyself lost, and tossed in the fire
Traduction des paroles
Les limaces chaudes te tordent, c'est traditionnel
(nous allons coq retour le chrome)
Et détruire la fête
Et je suis ce mec qui baise pour tout le monde
Get em up, clac clac!
Hit 'em up, bookah bookah!
Aiguiser 'em up, bucka buck bucka!
Shut 'em up, pour de bon
Nous réglons cette hotte soldat du centre ville
Et nous allons vous poser le cul, vous dit en un battement de coeur, ce sont nos rues, nous sommes divisés en équipes
Je parie que nann n'est pas l'un d'entre vous qui bouge, Parle-moi
faux nigga à traverser
Beaucoup de niggas trouvé theyself perdu, et jeté dans le feu