Saigon — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Believe It
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Paroles
Whoa, oh We keep rising to the top
Whoa, oh And keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa, oh And that’s what it gon' be Whoa, oh
'Cause you ain’t gon' stop me They got you working two jobs, trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it (Best believe it’s a dream)
Oh, you better believe it (You too can achieve)
Uh, oh They got you locked in a hole, 19 years old
10 years, no chance for parole
They better believe it (That's right, tell them again)
Oh, you better believe it (After that, tell a friend)
Whoa, oh After the sunshine come the rain, after the fun time come the pain
I often wonder if it’s gonna change
I caught a bad case of Smacking-Bitch-I-Itits (What happened?)
I came home, my wife got my daughter in shitty diapers (Damn)
The rice is still raw and the meat is still frozen in the freezer
I hate that I’m to close to her to leave her
Either I hit the street to do some pitching, knowing these dudes is snitching
Or die trying to make it as a musician
My living condition is not in the greatest condition (Nope)
And nah, I ain’t bitching, I just gotta make a decision
Should I breeze past, hop out in a ski mask
Rob everything moving and cruise in a G-Class (Vroom)
But keep writing the heat that the street like it Youngings is reciting my lyrics, so keep biting
Y’all niggas is thinking shit is easy, it’s hard
One thing I know I’m a do is keep believing in God
Whoa, oh We keep rising to the top
Whoa, oh And keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa, oh And that’s what it gon' be Whoa, oh
'Cause you ain’t gon' stop me They got you working two jobs, trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it (Best believe it’s a dream)
Oh, you better believe it (You too can achieve)
Uh, oh They got you locked in a hole, 19 years old
10 years, no chance for parole
You better believe it (That's right, tell them again)
Oh, you better believe it (After that, tell a friend)
Whoa, oh After the fast songs come the slow, after the sad songs come some more (More)
This is the life I have come to know
Police is in Marquis', Chevy Caprices stroll
The young, hood boogers idolize Keyshia Cole
The rap figures throwing money in the air like it’s pizza dough
People in the hood ain’t eating though (Though)
I tried to help the labels see the vision
But they lowered me to a subdivision, you gotta be fucking kidding
They’d rather me pretend to be something I’m not
I’m the new Public Enemy, I’m different than Yung Joc
And nah, I ain’t dissing, this nigga’s up in the Forbes
Shit, I ain’t made a dollar trying to rap for the cause
But in these next four bars, I’ll tell you about Maleverly Laws
They enforcing on North American shores
Dog, if they can have rifles on their farms
Then I don’t see why they knocked T.I. for trying to bear arms
Whoa, oh We keep rising to the top
Whoa, oh And keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa, oh And that’s what it gon' be Whoa, oh
'Cause you ain’t gon' stop me They got you working two jobs, trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it (Best believe it’s a dream)
Oh, you better believe it (You too can achieve)
Uh, oh They got you locked in a hole, 19 years old
10 years, no chance for parole
They better believe it (That's right, tell them again)
Oh, you better believe it (After that, tell a friend)
Whoa, oh Tell them wave at the artist, I feel like I’ll make it regardless
Don’t forget I’m the ex-con that made it the farthest (Yup)
Until the day that I lay with the martyrs
Or until the day I’m parlaying, playing with my sons and my daughters
I’mma remain the smartest, hardest working nigga in the business
Just Blaze, can I get a witness (Yessir)
See that they probably get it if I come out flop
Get dropped, go back to my block and get shot (Pop)
As they putting my body in that life-size Ziplock
Then you’ll be saying «Damn, Giddy died for this hip-hop»
Or maybe it entail you to get locked
To another 20 in the rock for them to give me my props
Whatever the case may be We do a census on who is the sickest lyricist, they say me That’s without a album out, y’all rated me I drop one and I’mma bow out gracefully
Whoa, oh We keep rising to the top
Whoa, oh And keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa, oh And that’s what it gon' be Whoa, oh
'Cause you ain’t gon' stop me They got you working two jobs, trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it (Best believe it’s a dream)
Oh, you better believe it (You too can achieve)
Uh, oh They got you locked in a hole, 19 years old
10 years, no chance for parole
They better believe it (That's right, tell them again)
Oh, you better believe it (After that, tell a friend)
Whoa, oh Keep, keep, keep rising
Whoa, oh Keep, keep, keep rising
Whoa, oh Keep, keep, keep rising
Whoa, oh Keep, keep, keep rising
Whoa, oh Wooo!
We on the radio
Traduction des paroles
Vous feriez mieux de le croire (C'est vrai, dites-leur encore)
Oh, vous feriez mieux de le croire (après cela, dites à un ami)
Whoa, oh après les chansons rapides viennent le lent, après les chansons tristes viennent un peu plus (plus)
C'est la vie j'ai appris à connaître
La Police est à Marquis', Chevy Caprices stroll
Les jeunes, les crottes de capot idolâtrent Keyshia Cole
Les chiffres du rap jetant de l'argent dans l'air comme si c'était de la pâte à pizza
Les gens dans le capot ne mangent pas bien (bien que)
J'ai essayé d'aider les étiquettes à voir la vision
Mais ils m'ont fait descendre dans un lotissement, tu plaisantes
Ils préfèrent que je fasse semblant d'être quelque chose que je ne suis pas
Je suis le nouvel ennemi Public, je suis différent de Yung Joc
Et Nan, Je ne dis pas, ce mec est dans le Forbes
Merde, je n'ai pas gagné un dollar en essayant de rapper pour la cause
Mais dans ces quatre prochaines mesures, je vais vous parler des lois Maleverly
Ils appliquent sur les côtes nord-américaines
Chien, s'ils peuvent avoir des fusils dans leurs fermes
Alors je ne vois pas pourquoi ils ont frappé T. I. pour avoir essayé de porter des armes
Whoa, oh nous continuons à monter au sommet
Whoa, oh et garde les yeux ouverts pour les flics
Whoa, oh et c'est ce que ça va être Whoa, oh
Parce que tu ne vas pas m'arrêter ils t'ont fait travailler deux boulots, essayant de joindre les deux bouts
Vous essayez juste de garder vos enfants hors de la rue
Tu dois y croire (mieux vaut croire que c'est un rêve)
Oh, vous feriez mieux de le croire (vous aussi pouvez réaliser)
Ils t'ont enfermé dans un trou, 19 ans
10 ans, aucune chance de libération conditionnelle
Ils feraient mieux de le croire (C'est vrai, dites-leur encore)
Oh, vous feriez mieux de le croire (après cela, dites à un ami)
Whoa, oh Dis-leur de faire signe à l'artiste, j'ai l'impression que je vais le faire malgré tout
N'oubliez pas que je suis l'ex-con qui en a fait le plus éloigné (Ouaip)
Jusqu'au jour où je coucherai avec les martyrs
Ou jusqu'au jour où je parlerai, où je jouerai avec mes fils et mes filles
Je reste le nègre le plus intelligent et le plus travailleur de l'entreprise
Juste Blaze, puis-je avoir un témoin (Yessir)