Natalac — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Fire up the Freestyle
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Fire up the Freestyle » de Natalac.
Paroles
Dude I don’t know, but uh, this how we gone do it, Ain’t gone be no writing in
here, you pick up a pen
Talking about writing something dog I’ma cut your hand off, this freestyle,
right?
Fire up the freestyle no need to write now
Fire up the freestyle put the pen down
Fire up the freestyle free yourself now
Fire up the freestyle bop your head now
They go the po-po's now the shop closed
No rocks sold, to the block cold
My hood holds many drugs you got dough
Now see spit vocals and and the air out my nostrils
So I can spit the street gospel nigga
Now rap my mouth hold
Unlimited rhymes as a Glock hold
So lyrical its ridiculous
Fat and, it stops me from
I can switch levels higher than your bitch levels
You keep saying you getting better, you better get better
Oh our flow is remarkable, even though hoe niggas will copy though
I dare you to stop pop and drop technique with bullets holes you got your block
and partner shot
You scared to pull it though nigga I’m to notch I’m from Duvall to Cali yo
Even when I’m rapping yo niggas stop watch and plot, you bet I try to tighten
your shit
I know half of you motherfuckers didn’t even write this shit
You fuck niggas I can’t say no more polite than this
Them same niggas you
Fire up the freestyle no need to write now
Fire up the freestyle put the pen down
Fire up the freestyle free yourself now
Fire up the freestyle bop your head now
Bop your head now, Bop your head now
Bop your head now, Bop your Head
I heard you boys gotta a problem with me
I wouldn’t of did nothing if you wouldn’t of started with me
You heard about me all wrong, and got it all twisted
I told you I didn’t play nigga, but you wouldn’t listen
So I gotta get a lick and prove a point right?
After that you’ll leave me lone and you’ll be gone right?
So I guess that means war, and it’s on right?
I guess you’re going to get your boys and your goons right?
I heard y’all niggas don’t fight no more, claim to be thugs right?
Claim to keep a gun packed full of slugs right?
I didn’t see nan one of your niggas or your boy mike
You heard I didn’t kill, but I just might
I’m trying to chill because I’m on another level nigga
Streaming for cheddar if you interfere with that, I spray bullets like bad
weather
But however I’ll be too rich to relieve, but be quick to cock my fist back and
release a knot
On your forehead, I’m a little nigga but I ain’t just talk
At the end of the fight dog man you might not walk
Your blood might fall, you gone say I’m a bad nigga you fought
But to me it’s just another damn lesson I taught
If you still don’t get the point that I’m trying to give to you,
I’ma put the steel to you
Look Ain’t bragging or saying I’m thugging, but your chest I will inject a slug
in
Look you test me dog you know you’re gone fail
And if you make it after I’m going to leave you with a story to tell
All man this Uno nigga you play to much
See I was just talking man and you put a slug in my guts
But I told you something serious call the law
Nigga stuck up in the game and I’m playing it raw
Fire up the freestyle no need to write now
Fire up the freestyle put the pen down
Fire up the freestyle free yourself now
Fire up the freestyle bop your head now
Bop your head now, Bop your head now
Bop your head now, Bop your Head
I get my rhymes tight like nuns coochie
I’m constantly on my guard so don’t push me
I never wanted to live this way, but you show gets nothing without pay
Them shady ass niggas you don’t trust them
Lord guide their body so I don’t bust them
Just trying to keep my head above water
Gotta have much paper to sex your daughter
They say that want a man with sensitivity
But they flip that for a quarter key
That’s why they scream for a straight OG
Busting his chucks make ghetto cheese
I really don’t like it that the way it be
Just super thug living in the ghetto streets
Til they lock me up and they beat me down
A soldier wearing his ghetto crown
Gotta watch my back while I bounce my lac
Straight track g’s a fact
I three wheel my corner on my trusty stead
I joust just to watch you bleed
The Chevy with blue lights surround the King
Pointing Glocks at the royalty beside the scene
Run like a Fein takes over my mindset I seem to be balling and I start to forget
Fire up the freestyle no need to write now
Fire up the freestyle put the pen down
Fire up the freestyle free yourself now
Fire up the freestyle bop your head now
Fire up the freestyle no need to write now
Fire up the freestyle put the pen down
Fire up the freestyle free yourself now
Fire up the freestyle bop your head now
Bop your head now, Bop your head now
Bop your head now, Bop your Head
Traduction des paroles
J'ai entendu dire que vous ne vous battez plus, prétendez être des voyous, n'est-ce pas?
Prétendre garder une arme pleine de limaces droite?
Je n'ai pas vu nan un de tes négros ou mike
Vous avez entendu dire que je n'avais pas tué, mais je pourrais
J'essaie de me détendre parce que je suis à un autre niveau négro
Streaming pour cheddar si vous interférez avec cela, je pulvérise des balles comme mauvais
météo
Mais cependant, je serai trop riche pour soulager, mais être rapide pour coq mon poing en arrière et
la libération d'un noeud
Sur ton front, je suis un petit négro mais je ne parle pas juste
A la fin du combat Dog man vous pourriez ne pas marcher
Votre sang pourrait tomber, vous êtes parti dire que je suis un mauvais négro vous avez combattu
Mais pour moi c'est juste une autre leçon que j'ai enseignée
Si tu ne comprends toujours pas ce que j'essaie de te donner,
Je me suis mis à l'acier pour vous
Ecoute, je ne me vante pas ou je dis que je suis un voyou, mais ta poitrine je vais injecter une limace
dans
Ecoute tu me testes chien Tu sais que tu es parti échouer
Et si vous le faites après je vais vous laisser une histoire à raconter
Tout l'homme ce Uno nigga vous jouez à beaucoup
Tu vois je parlais mec et tu m'as mis une balle dans les tripes
Mais je vous ai dit quelque chose de sérieux appelez la loi
Nigga coincé dans le jeu et je joue cru
Lancez le freestyle pas besoin d'écrire maintenant
Lancez le freestyle posez le stylo
Lancez le freestyle Libérez vous maintenant
Lancez le freestyle bop votre tête maintenant
Bop ta tête maintenant, Bop ta tête maintenant
Bop ta tête maintenant, Bop ta tête
J'ai mes rimes serrées comme des nonnes coochie
Je suis constamment sur mes gardes alors ne me pousse pas
Je n'ai jamais voulu vivre de cette façon, mais vous montrer obtient sans rien payer
Ces négros louches tu ne leur fais pas confiance
Seigneur guide leur corps pour que je ne les casse pas
Juste essayer de garder ma tête hors de l'eau
Je dois avoir beaucoup de papier pour baiser ta fille
Ils disent que veulent un homme avec sensibilité
Mais ils renversent cela pour une clé de quart
C'est pourquoi ils crient pour un og droit
Casser ses mandrins faire du fromage ghetto