Cappadonna — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Power to the Peso
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Power to the Peso » de Cappadonna.
Paroles
Yeah, nigga!
Aiyo, what up man? This is all BB right here
Word, yo, we just slid in from the back door
It’s Code: Red, nigga, level four, ya’ll know what it is, man
I told ya’ll, huh? I didn’t? Watch this one, though (Goon Squad!)
Aiyo, I know niggas that get dusted and wild out
They foul out, talk to the cops and play they style out
Me? I’m real hood, and them niggas that was fakin' before
I take they jaws, cuz Lord, I wish they would
Yes, Lord, it’s all good, you know I hustle
In the tanktop with no muscle, all in the hood
And roll dice by the elevator, and post up And wait there, if he comin' in, dog, gotta wait til later
I squeeze off, ease off from the nine milly
And my niggas be like, «Watch how he whine, Billy!»
And for the record, these niggas gotta come kill me Where I’m at, in the Hill, by the Ooh, silly
Danger, danger, ain’t nothin' change but space
Ask Space and Daxe, in how they manage
And how I do damage, fuck takin' flicks for cameras
You know them bandanas, run with them clip bananas
I’m on the hunt for the big dough to stick Santana
Plus these labels exec’s come in a calm manner
N.S.Beezy, I stay easy
Fuck what ya’ll niggas is talkin', I’m off the heezy
In the hood, you get fake hugs and cold stares
Heat holdin' niggas with the apple colored wears
Try’nna get them greens, premature niggas get knocked out and dope fiend
Niggas stand up, Staten Island, rip you and ya mans up Hands up, yeah, kid, it’s the real
Rough necks on this side, cats makin' a deal
Coke in the bill, weapons appeal, do what ya feel
From Park Hill to Jungle Nillz
So much that we gotta pay the bills
Give us the cream or get killed…
Goon Squad!
Aiyo, my jewels so chunky, I got a brass monkey
With a, rock in his ear, two chips in his tooth
No cuff', I throw the ol' joint off the roof
It’s a new year, I’m layin' new words in the booth
Fuck «The Truth», I’m «The Reason"why rap needs to +change+
The same four quarters in +the game+, I got change
Nickles and dimes, rhymes, styles of Beneen
See, Cash Rules Everything, lord, I need C.R.E.A.M.
Gotta team that could elbow out the meat cooler
I’m a hustler, I could sell a brick to a jeweler
Off your front porch, g off ya back deck
This me, Lounge and the team, we dishin' up the projects
We killas as sharp as knives
Work for hire, special key be the paralyzer
Got my own killa slang and dancers
Certain hammers for certain circumstances
These the roads of Allah’s deed, knawhatimean?
I took the advances and bulletproofed the Suburbans
No handouts, stay earnin' mine
The hood hate to see a nigga shine and now I know
That a ho gon' always be a ho
And 23's can’t fit on a '98 Tahoe
And ain’t no superstars comin' off Apollo
The chicks around the way frontin' with tongue rings, don’t swallow
My mind was raped as a child, Rocky could of never beat Apollo
The feds could of never caught 'Cino
P. Diddy would of never fell for a bird like J. Lo, power to the peso, nigga!
Traduction des paroles
Fuck "la vérité«, je suis"la raison" pour laquelle le rap a besoin de +changer+
Les mêmes quatre quarts dans +le jeu+, j'ai eu de la monnaie
Nickles and dimes, rimes, styles de Beneen
Tu vois, L'Argent règle tout, seigneur, j'ai besoin de C. R. E. A. M.
Je dois équipe qui pourrait coude sur le refroidisseur de viande
Je suis un arnaqueur, je pourrais vendre une brique à un bijoutier
Hors de votre porche, g hors ya pont arrière
Ce moi, Lounge et l'équipe, nous dishin ' les projets
Nous tuerons aussi tranchants que des couteaux
Travailler pour la location, clé spéciale être le paralyseur
J'ai mon propre argot killa et des danseurs
Certains marteaux pour certaines circonstances
Ce sont les routes de L'acte D'Allah, knawhatimean?
J'ai pris les avances et j'ai blindé les banlieusards
Pas de documents, restez à gagner le mien
Le capot déteste voir un négro briller et maintenant je sais
Qu'un ho Gon ' soit toujours un ho
Et les 23 ne peuvent pas tenir sur un Tahoe 98
Et il n'y a pas de superstars qui sortent D'Apollo
Les poussins autour du chemin frontin ' avec des anneaux de langue, ne pas avaler
Mon esprit a été violé comme un enfant, Rocky pourrait de ne jamais battre Apollo
Les fédéraux pourraient De jamais attrapé ' Cino
P. Diddy ne serait jamais tombé pour un oiseau comme J. Lo, puissance au peso, négro!