Project Pat — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Weak Niggaz
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Weak Niggaz » de Project Pat.
Paroles
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz perpetrate
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz perpetrate
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz perpetrate
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz perpetrate
I grab my swatter I swat this bug, he laid to rest
Fuckin' wit T-R-I-P-L, E-S-I-X
Niggaz be talkin' but in the end I like fuck 'em up In the beginnin' they could’ve survived but they had no nuts
Bitch where you graduated from, I said a school of hoe-in'
'Cause in yo face, off in the streets aint nothin' but hoe is showin'
Too fuckin' light, too fuckin' light to try to fight
Stick you with knives, shoot you with — nines and take yo life
Yea we know you niggaz are fuckin' scared 'cause we don’t play around
Never wanna step 'cause Three 6 Mafia put you in the ground
People say you buck but we all know that’s just that liquor bro
Niggaz swear you hype but all that hyper is from hittin' that snow
If a member call me then I’m gonna pack my yawks and roll
Ride down on yo block and close up shop and leave yo body cold
Foo this ain’t no game so tuck ya chain and coward hide yo grill
High cappin' and dissin' in yo rappin' just might get ya killed
They don’t fuck wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no friends
Now its time to get the strap and go and do they ass in They don’t fuck wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no friends
Now its time to get the strap and go and do they ass in Whachu doin' round hea? My nigga I gotta get ya Fresh outta jail-ie, my mind on bailin', so I split ya Head to the meet-ie, give to the needy so fuck the rest
No understandin', Projects the greedy, ya could be next
I’m robbin' victims with of the face of a?
No hesitatin', I come out buckin' so watch the nine
Off in East Memphis transactin' bizness I know you straight
I’m buckin' you fakers who ain’t got cheese, the ones I hate
Could it be me, could it be somethin' in the fuckin' air
Im seein' niggaz, them niggaz bodies flyin' everywhere
You wanna know if the Lord is mackin' or a fuckin' player
I’m keepin' all of you muthafuckas in my fuckin' prayers
Everywhere that I go I’m gettin' all these evil stares
I’m sick of all of these hatin' muthafuckas in my hair
All in my bizness, God is my witness I don’t even care
Cause all you bitches you get the *blaah* died hell yeah
They don’t fuck wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no friends
Now its time to get the strap and go and do they ass in They don’t fuck wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no friends
Now its time to get the strap and go and do they ass in Deep deep in them trenches of Memphis where I’m seriously pimpin'
Da Koopsta da Knicca breakin' mo bitches than London got bridges
Send this to you niggas so you besta listen well
Touch me and you’ll die see you can burn wit me in hell
This hi-zo gi-zo-zy iz-I for you niggas that’ve lost it Spl-izat yi-zo iz-ass, will? off it Call Chris mane, shit dump 'em in a ditch
Witness this wicked bit whipped up outta the Six riders
My nigga CB he be back out here on these bricks again
He kickin' in doors, he lookin' for him some dividends
He kidnappin' hoes so he can make him some money mane
And fuckin' wit him is like fuckin' wit somethin' different
Ya gotta be tough, nigga ya gotta be rough
Like ash to ash nigga, and dust to dust
In gats we trust nigga, it really ain’t much nigga
'Cause talkin' to us nigga, we blowin' ya up They don’t fuck wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no friends
Now its time to get the strap and go and do they ass in They don’t fuck wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no friends
Now its time to get the strap and go and do they ass in
I’m smoked out, snorted out, drunken and I’m blown
Traduction des paroles
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, faible niggaz perpétrer
Gangsta, gangsta, faible niggaz perpétrer
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, faible niggaz perpétrer
Gangsta, gangsta, faible niggaz perpétrer
Je prends ma tapette Je swat ce bug, il a mis au repos
Putain d'esprit T-R-I-P-L, E-S-I-X
Niggaz être talkin' mais à la fin j'aime fuck 'em up Dans le beginnin' ils pouvaient ai survécu, mais ils n'avaient pas de noix
Salope où vous avez obtenu votre diplôme, j'ai dit une école de hoe-in'
Parce que dans ta face, dans les rues, il n'y a rien d'autre que la houe qui se montre
Trop fuckin 'light, trop fuckin' light pour essayer de se battre
Vous coller avec des couteaux, vous tirer avec-neuf et prendre yo vie
Oui nous savons que vous négros sont fuckin' peur 'car on ne joue pas
Je ne veux jamais marcher parce que trois 6 Mafia vous mettre dans le sol
Les gens disent que vous buck mais nous savons tous que c'est juste que l'alcool Frangin
Niggaz jure que vous battage médiatique, mais tout ce hyper est de frapper cette neige
Si un membre m'appelle alors je vais emballer mes bâillements et rouler
Monter sur yo bloc et fermer boutique et laisser yo corps froid
Ce n'est pas un jeu alors tuck ya chain and coward hide yo grill
Cappin 'élevé et dissin' dans yo rappin ' juste pourrait te faire tuer
Ils ne baisent pas wit vous aimez vous baisé avec eux
Yo poches déchiré de membre en Membre
Tu n'as plus de fin, maintenant tu n'as plus d'amis
Maintenant il est temps d'obtenir la sangle et aller et faire ils Cul Dans ils ne baisent pas wit vous aimez ya baisé avec eux
Yo poches déchiré de membre en Membre
Tu n'as plus de fin, maintenant tu n'as plus d'amis
Maintenant, il est temps d'obtenir la sangle et aller et font-ils le cul dans Whachu doin' round hea? Mon nigga je dois obtenir ya frais outta prison-ie, mon esprit sur bailin', donc je divisé ya tête à la rencontre-ie, donner aux nécessiteux alors baise le reste
Aucun understandin', projets le gourmand, ya pourrait être le prochain