Freeway — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Coming For You
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Coming For You » de Freeway.
Paroles
New Beanie Sigel, Freeway
Don’t get scurred
Fat shout, Beat Street
1, 2, Sigel comin' for you
3, 4, I’m 'bout to kick in your door
5, 6, man, I want those bricks
7, 8, you gon' give up dat weight
9, 10, I’ll put the glock to ya chin
11, 12, man, I’ll see you in hell
I handle tools like hammers and wrenchs
Gats wit metal attachments, how you want it, metal or plastic?
Disrespect your fam, bastard, close your casket
Then I give 'em a can of hold your ashes
Visions of the killer for we rose a passin'
True killer, true thug, never show no passion
Hit your rug, hit your ceiling, if I know if you stashin'
Wrong, nigga the rug, nigga know who you passin'
Fresh year from rammin' off the zany’s fours and perks
Keep the semi handy, jammin' you for war or work
Niggas like the border, goin' berserk
On the roof bangin' dat S.W.A.T., lettin' off shots and spurts
Dey tryin' to trap me in the back of the yard
Man, I’m lettin' every cat fall, hittin' from the cap to the Sarge
Can’t see me back in the yard, two wacks back to the wall
Use the two gat stash pack in the wall
Picture Mac liftin' up racks in the yard
I had a block, shiftin' up, knocking off racks by the yard
The dope from dem dudes, smokeless confused, shit
They ain’t know if they want a crack or the saw
Switch they life, straight from the pipe to the straw
Pokin' they vein, what you want, the dope or the cane?
I open the game to sniffin' the D, X to the Z Hot shit from B Sig consecutively
1, 2, Freeway’s comin' for yo' ass
3, 4, you better watch yo' stash
5, 6, have you duckin' from dem clips
7, 8, fuck it, I can’t wait
Y’all niggas crazy think Free won’t draw the lev'
Prefer the nine but I got the four four instead
I move dimes, who your dime? Get your whore in bed
Tell that triflin' bitch I want more than head
Free might spark at ya clip, take more than bread
Guns and bricks while young bulls hug the block
Dey love the strip, help 'em get chains and watches
Guns and kicks, freeway, my name is priceless, flow is sick
And remember, if you lie on Free
Lie in the lake, while your bitch lie on Free
She ride on the snake and my whip over her key
We ride in the jakes, empty clips, hop on Amtrak
Out of the state, broody shit, you and yo' man, right outta ya case
Hold dis clip, blow your brain right outta ya face
Lawyer slick, preliminary, outta the case
Flow legendary, hotter than Mase
You be Free? Never, where we outta the case
Roc-A-Fella pop Cris 'til we outta the case
Form the hood nigga Nikes, Delts and 'Lo Sport
Hood niggas just like me, get bell and
Hood chickens just bite me well and blow squad
I was 16, twelve thousand wit no job
And I skipped school, gripped bitches wit no rides
Been a crack smoked leave bitch wit no thighs
No tits, rob hustlers wit no clips
No guns, left niggas wit no chips
And the flow runs like the Mississippi River
And your hoe comes, ya bitch hear me when I whisper
Silence all guns hit 'em fo-fo-for dey hit ya If we comin' for you than, nigga, we gonna get ya 1, 2, Sigel comin' for you
3, 4, I’m 'bout to kick in your door
5, 6, man, I want those bricks
7, 8, you gon' give up dat weight
9, 10, I’ll put the glock to ya chin
11, 12, man, I’ll see you in hell
1, 2, Freeway’s comin' for yo' ass
3, 4, you better watch yo' stash
5, 6, have you duckin' from dem clips
7, 8, fuck it, I can’t wait
DJ Clue,
The Professional Part 2 niggas, word up You know how we do things
Traduction des paroles
Dey aime la bande, les aider à obtenir des chaînes et des montres
Des fusils et des coups de pied, autoroute, mon nom est inestimable, le débit est malade
Et rappelez-vous, si vous vous allongez gratuitement
Allongez-vous dans le lac, pendant que votre chienne se trouve gratuitement
Elle monte sur le serpent et mon fouet sur sa clé
Nous roulons dans les jakes, clips vides, hop sur Amtrak
Hors de l'état, broody shit, toi Et yo ' man, droit outta ya case
Tenez dis clip, souffler votre cerveau droit outta ya visage
Avocat slick, préliminaire, hors de l'affaire
Flow légendaire, plus chaud que Mase
Vous être Libre? Jamais, où nous outta le cas
Roc-A-Fella pop Cris jusqu'à ce qu'on Sorte de l'affaire
Former le capot nigga Nikes, Delts et ' Lo Sport
Capot niggas juste comme moi, obtenir bell et
Capot poulets juste mordre moi bien et coup squad
J'avais 16 ans, douze mille sans emploi
Et j'ai sauté l'école, les chiennes saisies sans manèges
Été un crack fumé laisser chienne esprit pas de cuisses
Pas de seins, rob hustlers esprit pas de clips
Pas de flingues, de gauche niggas wit pas de puces
Et le flux coule comme le fleuve Mississippi
Et ta houe arrive, salope, écoute - moi quand je chuchote
Silence tous les canons de hit 'em fo-fo-dey pour frapper ya Si nous comin' pour vous que, nigga, nous gonna get ya 1, 2, Sigel comin' pour vous
3, 4, je vais frapper à ta porte
5, 6, mec, je veux ces briques
7, 8, vous gon' abandonner dat poids
9, 10, je vais mettre le glock ya menton
11, 12, mec, on se voit en enfer
1, 2, Autoroute est comin' pour yo' cul
3, 4, Tu ferais mieux de regarder yo ' stash
5, 6, avez-vous esquin ' de DEM clips
7, 8, merde, Je ne peux pas attendre
DJ Clue,
Le professionnel Partie 2 niggas, mot up vous savez comment nous faire les choses