E-40 — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Northern Califoolya
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Northern Califoolya » de E-40.
Paroles
«Hello.»
«Rick Rock.»
«Has a message for…»
The Bay Area
«To accept the message press 1»
Ugh, ugh
We flow for about five years ago
When we lost a down
But I had fifth of the game
But I knew that one day
That sooner or later it got to come back around
E-40 Water held his ground
Kept my foot in the fast lane
Flew uppidy on mesmerized
Cuz I snuck up in up out the game
You makin' a 40 Water cd And get you penalized (penalized)
I promise you that you get your face kicked man (face kicked man)
Astonishing, you never know who know who beat you black and blue
Demolish you
Have you lookin' just like the bottom of my shoe
The game, the game feeds off us (feeds off us)
The industry and all the slangin' speeches' (speeches')
So we had to do what we like (do what we like)
Unite; come together like a fist to a mic
I’m from the block where they raise you up Tuck glocks shot’s blaze you up Big shot niggas fade you up
I’m in the cut where they fade you up 5−0-9, you can page me but
I’m a hustla
Bust you wit the Mac
Never trust you wit the sack
In fact, when you ready get feddy out the Lac
I’ll block patrol
Dead presidents and pesos
Stack money and I chase hoes
I give ‘em blues, tattoo’s on who to choose
Quitters never win and I don’t plan to lose
I check shoes, rich watch, and pocket books
Been a crook
Califoolya made ya look
The land of the hustlas and slick choppas
Ambulance gurneys and helicopters
Gangstas and playas and street ballas
Game spittas like 40 the colla popper
Hey boy, I’m a Bay Boy
And I rep every block that I’m on Every city I roam
From the state that is golden
State where the youngstas keep holdin'
Feds and the narcs be patrollin'
Northern California, come and take a look (come and take a look)
Crankin' off the hook (crankin' off the hook)
Everybody’s crooks (everybody's crooks)
They be bringin' you robberies
You can come mob wit me We can be violent we broke
Plus we smoke
Blow on the best of dro
It’s Frisco
Now who’s the next to go?
The calico would make a playa hater rest fo' sho
Califoolya, San Quinn reppin' the Moe
Yeah I run up in a party mane and rep my district (and rep my district)
And run up on yo boy like «Nigga what is it?»
I sell each zones (uh huh)
They sell like stones (uh huh)
Frisco, California we stay off them phones (ha-ha)
And I’ll show you some thangs
Draw down, pull out the pilly son
And show you the rain
Show you poor hustla niggas the game
Like turnin' one into two
It’ll cost you more if I’m squattin' ‘em through
West Coast nigga! (West Coast nigga!)
I’m just lettin' you know
The home of Scalen, Sic Wid It, and Death Row (whoo!)
You still get that blow
And that doe
And wear them watches wit the tic-tac-toe (what!?)
Yea
This nice guy role’s been a God damn cover up (ugh)
We ride on yo block wit the Mac
Hit a nigga up (huh)
God damn it! It’s Northern Califoolya (right)
This Mac gon' do ya (ugh)
I swear it’s gon' do ya (yea)
The thought’s all wrong when it comes to this north side (north side)
I ain’t lettin' mutha fuckin' shit slide (naw)
Gangsta, hustlas, pimps, dope dealers (ugh)
Tec’s, glock’s, A-R's are real nigga
We shoot through your chest (ugh)
Cardiac arrest
Now you floatin through the sky
May God Bless
Who am I? Mr. Ski, apply pressure
The 40 Water call mi «SKI» (hey)
The most aggressive
I was raised up where we say «blood» and «cuz»
Gang bang, slang cane
Breed killas and thugs
I gave up sports, and started sellin' drugs
Use to be a car thief
But now I spendin' love to bars
I’m a star; I was born one (born one)
My jersey is throw back
But never toss my gun
The task force hit the dock
My moms got stopped, ironic
And rep East O But not from New York son
I get money like Suge, Master P, and Russell
And build up my franchise cuz since the money is muscle
I fuck wit the switch in the front before
And everybody says «fo' sheezy»
But where my credit go?
Northern Califoolya game
We’ve all been properly introduced
To uphold this yay mane
Cuz if we don’t check it from the womb
We gon' check it from the balloon
Still serve in mind
I’m pushin' the number one tea spoon
Northern Califoolya playin'
Mac’s, pimp’s, and ho slayers
Were made sharper than the Gillette blue blade straight out the pack
Cuz Northern Califoolya’s the snake
To start the strike
Clear folks and judges up have plenty of this light
So don’t get caught up goin' to the spoon by noon
Ya dig?
Because you’ll be missin' that coochie
Cuz you be on yo way to the bitter hoochie
Traduction des paroles
«Bonjour.»
"Rick Rock.»
"A un message pour…»
La Région De La Baie
"Pour accepter le message, appuyez sur 1»
Pouah, pouah
Nous coulons pour il y a environ cinq ans
Quand nous avons perdu un down
Mais j'avais le cinquième du match
Mais je le savais Un jour
Que tôt ou tard il est arrivé à revenir autour
E-40 Eau sa tenue de terrain
Gardé mon pied dans la voie rapide
A volé uppidy sur hypnotisé
Parce que je me suis faufilé dans le jeu
Vous faites un CD de 40 D'eau et vous obtenez pénalisé (pénalisé)
Je vous promets que vous obtenez votre visage kicked homme (visage kicked homme)
Étonnant, on ne sait jamais qui sait qui vous a battu noir et bleu
Vous démolir
Tu ressembles au fond de ma chaussure
Le jeu, le jeu se nourrit de nous (se nourrit de nous)
L'industrie et tous les slangin' discours' (discours")
Nous avons donc dû faire ce qu'on aime (faire ce que nous aimons)
Unissez-vous; rassemblez-vous comme un poing à un micro
Je suis dans le bloc où elles soulèvent vous Rentrez flingues du plan blaze vous Big shot niggas fondu vous
Je suis dans la coupe où ils vous font disparaître 5-0-9, vous pouvez me biper mais
Je suis un hustla
Buste vous wit le Mac
Ne vous faites jamais confiance avec le sac
En fait, quand tu seras prêt, Fais sortir feddy du Lac
Je bloquerai la patrouille
Présidents morts et pesos
Pile argent et je chasse houes
Je leur donne du blues, le tatouage est sur qui choisir
Les lâcheurs ne gagnent jamais et je ne prévois pas de perdre
Je vérifie les chaussures, la montre riche et les livres de poche
Été un escroc
Califoolya t'a fait regarder
Le pays des hustlas et des choppas lisses
Civières d'Ambulance et hélicoptères
Gangstas et playas et ballas de rue
Game spittas comme 40 le colla popper
Hey boy, je suis un garçon de la baie
Et je représente chaque bloc que je suis sur chaque ville que je Erre
De l'etat qui est d'or
Etat où les youngstas garder holdin'
Les fédéraux et les stups patrouillent
Californie Du Nord, venez jeter un oeil (venez jeter un oeil)
Crankin' off the hook (crankin' off the hook)
Tout le monde escrocs (tout le monde escrocs)
Ils vous apportent des braquages
Tu peux venir avec moi nous pouvons être violents nous avons cassé