Meek Mill — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Last Breath
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Last Breath » de Meek Mill.
Paroles
Nigga, long as you livin' how you wanna live
Niggas gon' talk about you
And that’s completely fine with me (Believe that, nigga)
Niggas only salute niggas that’s dead, and niggas in prison (Living legends)
I wanna ball though
I’m ballin' til my very last breath
I’m ballin' til my very last breath
Just bought me a yacht, Wakiki or not
Still sippin' that syrup, might front you a block
I’m ballin' til my very last breath
I’m ballin' til my very last breath
Just bought me a Benz, just bought me a Rolls
I pay for that pussy, I go shopping for hoes
I got a house on my neck, my Panamera my pet
We bought ringside seats, and got a brick I can pet
Money, power respect, I took your bitch with finesse
Chickens jumping like checkers, but this game is chess
What’s at stake is your freedom, niggas paying the price
When the judge drop the mallet, all he said was life
Nigga damn near fainted, barely stare at your wife
Brother took all your clothes, whip, sneakers, and ice
Got me holding my nuts, while I’m rolling the dice
760 new Beamer, got me rolling in white
Very few that you trust, better keep in your sight
Thinking I’m doing wrong, when these niggas ain’t right
I just scooped me a BM
And bought me a Rolls
When I pulled up on niggas, I swear they thought I was Hov
All my mixtapes platinum, niggas thought I was gold
I heard them suckas was hatin', I’m fucking all of they hoes
So I don’t blame 'em, no I don’t knock 'em
But if they play my dogs, we slay 'em, I’m talkin' pop 'em
Want some attention, hall-of-fame 'em, they talkin' bout us Acting like bitches 'til we spray 'em, get the coffin out ya We all about it, ahhhhh
I’m ballin' till my very last breath
I hustle like I’m on my last check !!
And I ain’t even in my bag yet
I wake up in the morning, where the cash at, GO!
All I see is this money, never hate with your niggas
Better pray to your maker, before you war with the sinner
Ask forgiveness for mine, so I know that I’m good
All them niggas we robbed, trips T man took
Talkin' panhandle pimpin, niggas Chevy was lemon
Nigga dressing in linen, bases loaded first inning
Taking over the checks, relocating the tenants
Pulling open your vest, motivation is spinach
I gotta handle my business, I pay my mortgages first
When you cross a super-soaker I bet your water get burst
Ain’t no love on this side, just jealous niggas who ride
Until the day that you die, just hold your head to the sky
Ballin' till my last breath
Uptown, flashy life with my Smith & Wess
Hallways, choppa boys everyday
Spend your bank full of hundred B’s in your face
My lil nephew was a born killa
Real nigga on the field, killa kill nigga
'Til I showed him how to cook a bird
Killa nigga nigga only if I finna work
Matches up in every town
Puttin' it down, hold it down for my fuckin' rounds
All day gunplay, everyday rocked out nigga in every way
Traduction des paroles
Mieux vaut prier votre créateur, avant de faire la guerre au pécheur
Demande pardon pour le mien, donc je sais que je suis bon
Tous ces niggas nous avons volé, voyages T homme a pris
Talkin ' panhandle pimpin, niggas Chevy était citron
Mec habiller en lin, bases chargé première manche
Prendre en charge les chèques, relocaliser les locataires
Tirer ouvrir votre gilet, la motivation est épinards
Je dois gérer mes affaires, je paie mes hypothèques d'abord
Quand vous traversez un super-trempeur, je parie que votre eau est éclatée
Il n'y a pas d'amour de ce côté, juste des négros jaloux qui montent
Jusqu'au jour où vous mourrez, tenez votre tête vers le ciel
Ballin ' jusqu'à mon dernier souffle
Uptown, La vie flashy avec mon Smith & Wess
Les couloirs, Choppa garçons tous les jours
Passez votre banque pleine de cent B dans votre visage
Mon petit neveu était un killa né
Vrai nigga sur le terrain, killa kill nigga
Jusqu'à ce que je lui montre comment cuisiner un oiseau
Killa nigga nigga seulement si je finna travail
Correspond dans chaque ville
Pose-le, tiens-le pour mes putains de tours
Toute la journée gunplay, tous les jours secoué nigga dans tous les sens