Fat Joe — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Lean Back
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Lean Back » de Fat Joe.
Paroles
Owwwwww!!! yeah! my niggaz
Throw your hands in the air right now man
Feel this shit right here! Scott Storch nigga
Yeah Khalid I see you nigga
Show Big Pun love! Uh! Yeah! Uh! Yo!
I don’t give a fuc* about your faults or mishappens nigga
We from the Bronx, New York, shit happens
Kids clappin, love to spark the place
Half the niggaz in the squad got a scar on their face
It’s a cold world and this is ice
Half a mill for the charm, nigga this is life
Got the Phantom in front of the buildin, Trinity Ave
Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad
As a young’n — was too much to cope with
Why you think? mu’fuckers nicknamed me Cook Coke shit Shoulda been called
Armed Robbery
Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle
Just as long, I knew me and my peoples was 'gon bubble
Came out the gate on some Flow Joe shit
Fat nigga with the shotty was the logo kid!
Said my niggaz don’t dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway,
now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my niggaz don’t dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway,
now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
(Come on!)
R to the Eazy, M to the Wizzi
My arms stay breezy, the Don stay fizzi
Got a date at 8, I’m in the 7−40-fizzive
And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die
With a matchin jacket, 'bout to cop me a mansion
My niggaz in the club, but you know they not dancin
We gangsta, and gangstas don’t dance with boogies
So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies
Listen we don’t pay admission and the bouncers don’t check us And we — walk around the metal detectors
And there really ain’t a need for a VIP section
In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it Said he — liked my necklace, started relaxin
Now that’s what the fuc* I call a chain reaction
See «Money Ain’t a Thing» nigga, we still the same niggaz
Flows just changed now we bout to change the game nigga
Now we living better now, Gucci sweater now
And that G4 can fly through any weather now
See, niggaz get tight when you worth some millions
This is why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelings
You can find Joe Crack at all type of shit
Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and shit
If Five-o boy come, then they’d proudly squeal
Cause half these rappers they Blow like Derek Foreal
If you cross the line, damn right I’m 'gon hurt ya These faggot niggaz even made gang signs commercial
Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin it up B2K crip walkin like that’s what’s up!
Kay keep tellin me to speak about the Rucker
Matter of fact, I don’t wanna speak about the Rucker
Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this
My niggaz didn’t have to play to win the championship, come on!
Ha! ha! yeah! (Can you hear me?!)
Bronx, BX borough, Terror Squad, uh (Ha!)
Big Pun forever, Tone Montana forever
Uh! Yeah! Streets is ours, come on Nah man, it ain’t never gon stop
Search Raul JB, Fat Ant come on Uh
Traduction des paroles
Flux juste changé MAINTENANT Nous bout de changer le jeu nigga
Maintenant, nous vivons mieux maintenant, pull Gucci maintenant
Et ce G4 peut voler par tous les temps maintenant
Tu vois, les négros se serrent quand tu vaux des millions
C'est pourquoi je sport le chinchilla pour blesser leurs sentiments
Vous pouvez trouver Joe Crack à tous les types de merde
À Las Vegas au premier rang de tous les combats et de la merde
Si Five-O boy vient, alors ils crieraient fièrement
Parce que la moitié de ces rappeurs ils soufflent comme Derek Foreal
Si vous franchissez la ligne, sacrément droit, je suis " gon vous blesser ces tapettes niggaz même fait des signes de gang commercial
Même Lil ' Bow Wow throwin it up B2K Crip walkin comme c'est ce qui se passe!
Kay continue de me dire de parler du Rucker
En fait, je ne veux pas parler du Rucker
Même Pee Wee Kirkland ne pouvait pas imaginer ça
Mon niggaz n'avait pas à jouer pour gagner le championnat, allez!
Ha! ha! ouais! (Pouvez-vous m'entendre?!)
Bronx BX arrondissement, Terror Squad, euh (Ha!)
Grand jeu de mots pour toujours, ton Montana pour toujours
Euh! Ouais! Les rues sont à nous, allez nah mec, ça ne va jamais s'arrêter
Recherche Raul JB, Fat Ant allez euh