Sheek Louch — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson How Many Guns
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « How Many Guns » de Sheek Louch.
Paroles
Yeah!
I know how to do this, daddy
I done made more trips south than Luda’s caddy
I done been on the block, bust off the Glock
And dealt with more beef than a fucking patty
Sheek ain’t fuckin' wit' y’all, want nothing with y’all
You ain’t gon' rat on me, before that a whole clip will be left of ease
Body left somewhere in a dumpster laid on pee (can't you see?)
I’m a mothafuckin thug, you would think I’m on every drug
But I ain’t, just 'gnac and an occasional (?), nigga
My crate out in the front wit a deuce deuce a Newport and half of my weight out
When they dry they bring the other half of the plate out
I’m so sick wit it, spit liq' wit it
I got tommy guns like the ol' gangsta flicks did it, yeah!
Who hooder than me? Who gooder than me?
Lettin off, nigga, all my guns stay on ease
How many guns?
Just a few, we can do it in broad day to see the kind of work I do
Who hooder than me? Who gooder than me?
Lettin off, nigga, all my guns stay on ease
How many guns?
Just a few, I'm quick on the trigga, I’m Sheek Louch the Guerilla, nigga
Woo! There’s so much tension
Sheek let it off in broad day and I ain’t squinchin'
Gat to my face and I ain’t flinchin'
Somebody stayin' there like detention
And you ain’t gotta like me, homie
But just stay in yo lane and keep it to yoself
That way everything you think can stay in yo brain
Nose in the 'caine, but that’s yo biz
If it’s my work to be sniffin up, then next week
It’s gon' be six niggas pickin up yo bitch-ass body
No chest under your suit, that ain’t cute
Loud-mouth niggas ain’t the mute (yeah)
I’m the reason for locks on the door
I’m the reason why Coast Guards is on the shore
Open up, made Poppi have to lower his (?)
Mom and Pop put a number spotter in the back of the store, (Cmon!)
I throw spinners on the 18-wheeler
And pull up with a bunch of naked bitches in the D-Block trailer
Who hooder than me? Who gooder than me?
Sheek be on some shit like flies in a bee
My wrist so rocky I’m on and off roads
Money dirty so I need to do a laundry load
I don’t blow up I make the whole town explode
Yo boy Sheek name heavy in every zip code
Sheek gets off the clutch
Doin Donuts in the street, I make smoke screens without a Dutch
They gon' need a gas mask for you
Baby boy, I go hard
I break bones like Jackass dudes
How many guns?
Just a few, but you never know what you gon' get till the shell come through
Blood, sweat, and tears
'Gnac and some beers
You ain’t heard no shit like this in years
Traduction des paroles
Qui hooder que moi? Qui bienfaiteur que moi?
Sheek être sur certains Merde comme mouches dans une abeille
Mon poignet est si rocailleux que je suis sur et en dehors des routes
De l'argent sale, donc j'ai besoin de faire une brassée
Je n'explose pas je fais exploser toute la ville
Yo boy Sheek nom lourd dans chaque code postal
Sheek descend de l'embrayage
Doin beignets dans la rue, je fais des écrans de fumée sans Néerlandais
Ils ont besoin d'un masque à gaz pour toi
Bébé garçon, je vais dur
Je casse des os comme des abrutis
Combien d'armes à feu?
Juste quelques-uns, mais vous ne savez jamais ce que vous obtiendrez jusqu'à ce que la coquille arrive
Le sang, la sueur et les larmes
Gnac et quelques bières
Tu n'as pas entendu ça depuis des années