Z-RO — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Time And Time Again
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Time And Time Again » de Z-RO.
Paroles
Yeah, let me count that up right there
Real shit, know I mean, you know I mean, what’s up Z-Ro
Yeah, this a real one, inhale that shit nigga
Time and time again
I get caught up, trying to make those ends
In my liiiiiife, cause everything I do Is a criiiiime, what else could I do
I would like, to make a change
But being broke, will make a nigga stay the same
In my liiiiiife, tell me what to do At least I grind, what else could I do
I never ever ever ever, did nobody ever wrong
Will I live, with a nigga be bumping my song
Will my soul live, forever or will it be gone
Will I journey on, will I journey on My journey was swift and thick
Came up in the game, slanging these rhymes to get rich
Fifty thousand, to a hundred thousand
I perfected my housing, now me and my niggas is cold cold lounging
Roll a Five Hundred Wagon, we blasting the morgue
Cause body bagging, back to the hood cause we sagging
I ain’t asking for no handout, see my demands bout
That’s when I planned out, see I just cash out
Make sure it’s all there, Dat Nigga Daz out
Now I’m swerving and swerving nigga, without a doubt
It’s just another day, just for the D-A-Z
Or it just another day, got me just being a G Be so easily spoken, my minds are open
My eyes are open, I keep smoking
And spilling that mud leaning, me and my niggas we super thugs
Bitch, who the fuck that you thought it was
I’ma pledge allegiance, to this crooked ass game
Walking backwards through this rhythm this nation, without a name
I don’t need to be known, I just to be living like it Cause I come from Holiday, there’s no other prison like it I fuck with niggas like Chill, and the Don Keke
Cause not only are they killas, they be about they currency
Somebody told me Z-Ro, get your ass up and go Get a job but my job, got to be filling out applications it’s hard
For a young black male, to stack male
But do it legal, without the help of a crack sale
That’s asking too much, cause my people having it rough
That’s just your ghetto, everyday average stuff
From California to Texas, people are restless and they starving
Like predators after the prey, they gon come barging
Just like the police, you might as well call us the Fed
Because we running shit undercover, but making our bread
I’m trying to make it, but the world want me to take it Sticky sticky I’m getting stuck, in a crazy situation
Should I get a job a car and a wife, or chrome with cookies
On the corner, this is my life
I often wish it was easy, but the road so cold
I make one and pay three, I gots to make two mo'
And coming short don’t add up, niggas wanna agg' up Uncock the gun lil' nigga, put the mask up I ain’t killing no mo', I gots to find another way
I got people locked down, ain’t seen the light of day
I’m struggling right now, I still gots to get paid
God please help me, men my wicked ways
I’m trudging through the mud, trying to make it to the concrete
But I’m sinking, can’t see my feet
Thug Dirt guilty or acquitted, I’ma push it to the limit
In the dark, hit the lights so I could finish, yeah
Traduction des paroles
Mais le faire légal, sans l'aide d'une vente de crack
C'est trop demander, parce que mon peuple a des problèmes
C'est juste votre ghetto, des trucs de tous les jours
De la Californie au Texas, les gens sont agités et ils meurent de faim
Comme les prédateurs après la proie, ils vont venir faire irruption
Tout comme la police, vous pourriez aussi bien nous appeler la Fed
Parce qu'on fait de la merde sous couverture, mais on fait notre pain
J'essaie de le faire, mais le monde veut que je le prenne collant collant je suis coincé, dans une situation folle
Dois-je obtenir un emploi une voiture et une femme, ou chrome avec des cookies
Sur le coin, c'est ma vie
Je souhaite souvent qu'il était facile, mais la route si froid
Je fais un et payer trois, je gots pour faire deux mo'
Et venir à court de ne pas ajouter, niggas veux agg' jusqu'à Uncock le pistolet lil' nigga, mettre le masque, je n'est pas de tuer aucun mo', j'ai gots pour trouver un autre moyen
J'ai des gens enfermés, ils n'ont pas vu le jour
Je me bats en ce moment, je vais toujours être payé
Dieu s'il te plaît Aide-moi, hommes mes mauvaises manières
Je suis en train de traverser la boue, d'essayer d'atteindre le béton
Mais je suis naufrage, ne peut pas voir mes pieds
Thug Dirt coupable ou acquitté, je vais pousser à la limite
Dans le noir, allumez les lumières pour que je puisse finir, ouais