South Park Mexican — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Hoggin' and Doggin' (feat. Baby Bash, Lucky Luciano, Low-G, & Carolyn Rodriguez)
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Hoggin' and Doggin' (feat. Baby Bash, Lucky Luciano, Low-G, & Carolyn Rodriguez) » de South Park Mexican.
Paroles
We we we mobbin
We hoggin and we doggin
We creepin and we crawlin
It’s time to do you all in
fa sho
Hold up I’m too throwed, I’m the young capo
5 star general, Lucky Luciano
Yo my check’s too fat, the banks can’t cash it
Gimmie ten days, meanwhile i got plastic
Country to country I live in hotels
No ashy elbows, pedicured toenails
Sittin on a beach chair, 200 dollar chanclas
Am I in Acapulco or Puerto Vallaca?
Sippin outta pineapple, actin a fool
Step out my balcony and check out my view
Im lookin brand new, i get menages crunk
Lucky look cleaner then Andre Monk
Open up my closet and you in the Galleria
Im the shit homeboy call me Lucky Diarrhea
Covered in diamonds, get a load of this wrist
Just to show out and stunt, I’m the Dope House Prince
I’m kinda hotta than lava, I got a dog that slobba
I might be yo father betta ask yo mama
I practice Karate like the boy Chuck Norris
I’m Papa Bear I’m like «Who the hell dem eatin my porridge?»
I’m still Ralph Lauren and I’m still Mike Jordan
I’m still commin down Orem just floorin the foreign
Never borin or simple, man I’m really excitin
I got to clubs and be fightin, i be kickin and bitin
I might poke ya eye out, i dont fight that fair
I fought a dudde with some braids, and started pullin his hair
But my boys back me up and leave nobody standin
I’m like «Why ya’ll jump in man I almost had’em»
And they was like «Los he was beatin yo ass»
I was letting him get tierd, man you messed up my plans
Anyway, I’mma write a song about it and tell
All my fans that I beat him up all by myself--haha
I might play Chalupa, that’s Mexican Bingo
Peace to my boys up in Coffield and Beto
My Benz take diesel, dejame explico
If I hit the pen walk around with a pico
I used to slang cincos, chilled on Domingos
Dickies look young aint got no wrinkles
Shoot like Ming when he hit 12 footaz
I be pulling hoes like a kid pick boogaz
You can see my Rolly when I dip guacamole
Got all white pit like Angelina Jolie
I put red dots on 9 milla glocks
Might make you think that you got chicken pox
Got rims like a spida, weed to the lighta
It’s ya boy Low, I’mma killa not a fighta
Roll with my china, phone off ringa
I know you hear the hook, nigga that’s my lil prima
I’m at Dope House smoked out, Baby Bash loc’d out
Doin tracks with Charlie Brown when he broke out
He chocked out his C.O., did it on the D-lo
Went to see his wife and his daughter and his hijo
The game is so frio, now he tippin Styrofoam
said he gotta be right back before the lights is on
But it’s all gravity, learn from tragedy
Just to let you know how cold them batches be
Cause when it comes to the jealous man it get messy
I fuck around and gotta turn into some Joe Peci
I pimp the blood ouy ya mama and ya loved ones
Sell dog shit to ya uncles and ya cousins
And guaranteed that you won’t say nada
Radio or not, man you still don’t want no brrr--aaa, brrr--aa
And that’s the really really realest shit I ever spoken
Don’t get it twisted mayne, Dope House is still open
Creepin and we crawlin, time to do you all in…
Traduction des paroles
Je tire des houes comme un enfant pick boogaz
Vous pouvez voir mon Rolly quand je trempe guacamole
Vous avez tous les puits blancs comme Angelina Jolie
J'ai mis des points rouges sur 9 Milla glocks
Vous pourriez penser que vous avez la varicelle
J'ai des jantes comme une spida, de l'herbe à la lighta
C'est ya Boy Low, je vais tuer pas un fighta
Rouler avec ma porcelaine, téléphone off ringa
Je sais que tu entends le crochet, négro c'est mon Lil prima
Je suis à Dope House smoked out, Baby Bash loc'd out
Doin pistes avec Charlie Brown quand il a éclaté
Il a calé son C. O., l'a fait sur le D-lo
Suis allé voir sa femme, sa fille et son hijo
Le jeu est si frio, maintenant il tippin styromousse
il a dit qu'il devait revenir avant que les lumières ne s'allument
Mais c'est toute la gravité, apprendre de la tragédie
Juste pour vous faire savoir à quel point les lots sont froids
Parce que quand il s'agit de l'homme jaloux il devient désordonné
Je baise autour et dois se transformer en certains Joe Peci
Je pimp le sang ouy ya maman et ya proches
Vendez de la merde de chien à vos oncles et cousins
Et garanti que vous ne direz pas nada
Radio ou pas, mec tu ne veux toujours pas de brrr--aaa, brrr -- aa
Et c'est la merde la plus vraie que j'ai jamais dite
Ne le faites pas tordu mayne, Dope House est toujours ouvert
Creepin et nous crawlin, il est temps de vous faire tous dans…