Paul Wall — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Got Plex
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Paroles
Yuh, boys plexin
When somebody, holdin plex
We gon' let 'em know what it do though
Knahmtalkinbout? Yuh
I’m stompin down on my Reebok white, rearview mirror jackers in sight
Not to worry I fear no bite, I’m wired up and I’m ready to fight
Got plex I got the pump, got plex I got the pump
Got plex I got the pump, what it do, that’s what’s up Step in the club and throw up my set, they mean muggin and smellin like wet
But not to fear I’m totin that iron, that Desert Eagle, American Express
I never leave home without the heater, I’m strapped up like a straightjacket
I’m certifiable my ghetto stripes, I specialize in hustlin tactics
Hit ya jaw and play 32 pick up, catch a cut when the AK hiccup
Bend the corner bitch move around, I’ll know ya head right by ya edge-up
Send ya straight to Ben Taub, emergency room, ICU
And have you layin up for a month, eatin ya dinner food through a tube
Why these suckers eyein me, you don’t wanna be tryin me Keep on lookin at me strange, I’ma have you seein siamese
Close your eyes, look away, your clock is tickin no time to play
Keep on muggin you pressin your luck, where you stand gon' be where you lay
I pull up in front of your crib, real slow-ly
Sayin you gon' hold me, you gon' have to show me Draped in all black so I can stay low key
So when they ask who done it won’t nobody know me The whole fuckin H-Town, that’s my hood
I’ma put in they face so they can get it understood
Mister master Archie Lee but you can call me Hollyhood
I could cap on down, but I’ma keep it hood
Check it out — fuckin rappin 'bout it, be about it Got plex with the Mister, bitch come see me about it (yeah)
Real gangsters don’t talk about what they gon' do ya They just cock the hammer back and let them slugs fly through ya If it’s plex that ya holdin the gat attached I expose it And explode the flesh off ya chest and ya neck up off ya shoulders
Homey who’s takin over with soldiers, they can’t control us They ain’t understandin my motives, hold up pop the trunk and show us Artillery digger make you say shiver me timbers
I’m off of the chain especially off Hennessy liquor
It’s Coot-banger, number one suspect for danger
You niggaz can be decoded but the tec’ll make you famous
I’m out there SwishaHouse with Archie and Paul
Got plex, then it’s a mess you’ll be too wet for a towel
You’ll be the color I’m reppin, that’s what’s poppin
If you think you heard the weapon, that’s Coot B cockin
Traduction des paroles
Homey qui prend le dessus avec des soldats, ils ne peuvent pas nous contrôler ils ne comprennent pas dans mes motivations, hold up pop the trunk and show us Artillery digger make you say shiver me timbers
Je suis hors de la chaîne surtout hors de l'alcool Hennessy
C'est Coot-banger, le suspect numéro un pour le danger
Vous négro pouvez être décodé mais le tec va vous rendre célèbre
Je suis là bas SwishaHouse avec Archie et Paul
Vous avez plex, alors c'est un gâchis vous serez trop mouillé pour une serviette
Tu seras la couleur que je suis reppin, c'est ce qui est poppin
Si vous pensez avoir entendu l'Arme, C'est Coot B cockin