The Game — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson House Of Pain
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « House Of Pain » de The Game.
Paroles
Catch me if you can, I’m in 'em old school Barkley’s
Back to the fence, puffin' on that Bob Marley
Flow like oregano, nigga, you already know
My competition’s stiffer than Ronald Regan, let it go Befo' you be a motherfuckin' vegetable
You scrap niggas too animated like The Incredibles
Let this beef go around like the twenty six’s
It’s young Game of flame, welcome to the House of Pain
Nigga, what about The Game?
Keep on playin', boy, I’ll hop out this fuckin' Range
Look I ain’t even ask for his fuckin' chain
But he took it off like Vanessa Del Rio
Now I’m on my way to Rio
After I see my PO, she cool, she a Leo
She ain’t trippin' off the weed smoke
So I’ma blow it like the Patriots
And throw my dub up, 'coz Dr Dre made me rich
Where you from? California
What city? Compton
What you drive? Impala
What you smokin' on? Chronic
What you drinkin' on? Patron
What you sittin' on? The throne
Relax, make yourself at home
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
I wrote the block off, I talk that shit
Size twelve Bo Jacksons 'cause I walk that shit
There on Compton Blvd, that’s where I walk my pits
Biggie and 2Pac and they bark like this
As I spark my splif
I see the coroner puttin' chalk around the snitch
We be shootin' like free throws, flyin' them desert eagles
Sell dope to the Po' while we eat chili Fritos
From a gang banger to a CEO
Everything I do is big like the nigga Caesar Leo
Won’t stop till I’m dead, ain’t gotta watch for the Feds
They ain’t watchin' me, so here’s a dome shot to the head
As I take a patron shot to the head
And reminisce about the shit the DOC said
Get money, get cars, get mine, get yours
And keep your head up, like the Lambo doors
Where you from? California
What city? Compton
What you drive? Impala
What you smokin' on? Chronic
What you drinkin' on? Patron
What you sittin' on? The throne
Relax, make yourself at home
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Guess, it’s time to break the number nine Jordan’s in Make a nigga mad when they been tryin' to floor the Benz
I’m doin' one sixty in the fast lane
Scott Storch in his Bugatti couldn’t pass Game
I got it, made like my last name
I’m gone just like my Aftermath chain
Don’t make me take you back to ninety six
Leanin' on that Datsun on the corner eatin' catfish
The Game, da, da, da Game spit, that shit
I’m controversial like the Afro pic with the black fist
Just ask the rapper that had to catch my last diss
I’m reckless and I ain’t never crash whips
My pops wasn’t around, so this bastard
Bleed California from the cradle to the casket
And I won’t stop ridin' for my coast
Niggas keep talkin' 'bout my bread, we gonna make toast
Where you from? California
What city? Compton
What you drive? Impala
What you smokin' on? Chronic
What you drinkin' on? Patron
What you sittin' on? The throne
Relax, make yourself at home
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Traduction des paroles
Bienvenue à Compton
Bienvenue à Compton
Bienvenue à Compton
Bienvenue à Compton
Devinez, il est temps de briser le numéro neuf de Jordan en faire un mec fou quand ils ont essayé de plancher le Benz
Je fais une soixantaine dans la voie rapide
Scott Storch dans sa Bugatti ne pouvait pas passer le jeu
Je l'ai fait comme mon nom de famille
Je suis parti comme ma chaîne Aftermath
Ne m'oblige pas à te ramener à quatre vingt seize
Leanin 'sur ce Datsun sur le coin eatin' poisson-chat
Le jeu, da, da, da cracher jeu, cette merde
Je suis controversé comme L'Afro pic avec le poing noir
Il suffit de demander au rappeur qui a dû attraper mon dernier diss
Je suis téméraire et je ne crash jamais whips
Mon père n'était pas là, alors ce salaud
Saigner Californie du berceau au cercueil
Et je n'arrêterai pas de monter sur ma côte
Les négros continuent à parler de mon pain, on va faire des toasts
D'où venez-vous? Californie
Dans quelle ville? Compton
Ce que vous conduisez? Impala
Ce que vous smokin' sur? Chronique
Ce que vous drinkin' sur? Patron
Ce que vous assis' sur? Trône
Détendez-vous, faites comme chez vous
Bienvenue à Compton
Bienvenue à Compton
Bienvenue à Compton
Bienvenue à Compton