Tupac Shakur — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Fuckin Wit The Wrong Nigga
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Fuckin Wit The Wrong Nigga » de Tupac Shakur.
Paroles
My seductive introduction be specific, still elusive
but exclusive’s what I give you when I kick it, and I’m still lifted
Niggaz can’t get with Mr. Wicked
Picture me flippin my adversaries, gettin the dick swiftly
Niggaz are swingin wild, but they styles miss me You can bring that bitch but ya whole click’ll still get treated shitty
Business never personal I’m up before the sun come up I’m tired
Just a ghetto star, a dropped up double-R is what I’m ridin
Nigga, if you was half the man yo' bitch was, bring you artillery
when you come for me, cause we sick thugs
No hesitation when I pull and blast, cause Syke was bustin
plus, Bow had 'em duckin, screamin, «Get they cash!»
So now I got the law on me, my phone’s tapped
So I had to send word through my lil' homies
Tell them niggaz this the year when they pull the trigger
Shit, this is what you get, for fuckin, wit the wrong nigga.
This is what you get, when you fuckin wit the wrong nigga.
Hehehehe, yeah nigga, peep it Before I lay me down to sleep I, pray and thank the Lord
for givin me another fruitful, dayyy
I wanna be a peaceful man but still when niggaz come for me all I can see is gettin 'em, killed
For real it’s how I feel, reflect my thoughts, flowin on these reels
Make my enemies deal with my steel, they caps peeled
We still cool but you played yourself
Give him the mac and make him spray hisself, heyyy
Fallin legends clutchin chrome three-five-seven
Puttin two bullets to they dome, wanted to die in heaven
Why call in shots nobody really as clear as me Ain’t tryin to help the feds get a case for conspiracy
Murder my foes get disposed of We all homies to the death, so my true niggaz show me love
God forgive me for my lifestyle, a negative figure
But why they fuckin wit the wrong nigga, y’know?
It’s like.
Why you fuckin wit the wrong nigga.
I was raised by thugs, schooled by killers
Learned my mathematic skills for real drug dealers
Tried to rise but they tried me I guess they all had to die cause we tried peace
I die in these streets, blast 'til they recognize
Still do or die, all my niggaz gettin high watchin time fly
Best strategize on the way to profit
Best organize how you ride so they can’t stop it Then keep it poppin lot of busters wanna see me fall
I fucked yo' bitch and now this new shit gon' fade 'em all
My niggaz ball made a call for some backup
for lil' homies and my dogs in the black truck
Buck buck was the sound as they gats burst
No need for ambulance, baby bring the black hearse
Shoulda never fucked around busta, how you figure?
Makin moves on the wrong nigga, is what it sounds like
Ding ding ding. when you fuck wit the wrong nigga.
Niggaz gettin hit, when they fuck, wit the wrong nigga.
Fuckin wit the wrong nigga.
Traduction des paroles
J'ai appris mes mathématiques pour de vrais dealers
Ils ont essayé de se lever mais ils m'ont essayé je suppose qu'ils ont tous dû mourir parce que nous avons essayé la paix
Je meurs dans ces rues, souffle jusqu'à ce qu'ils reconnaissent
Toujours faire ou mourir, tous mes niggaz gettin haute watchin temps voler
Meilleure stratégie sur le chemin du profit
Mieux vaut Organiser comment vous roulez pour qu'ils ne puissent pas l'arrêter puis le garder poppin beaucoup de busters veulent me voir tomber
J'ai baisé yo' chienne et maintenant cette nouvelle merde gon' fade 'em all
Mon niggaz ball a appelé des renforts
pour les petits copains et mes chiens dans le camion noir
Buck buck était le son comme ils gats éclaté
Pas besoin d'ambulance, bébé apporter le corbillard noir
Tu n'aurais jamais dû baiser avec busta, d'après toi?
Makin se déplace sur le mauvais négro, est ce que cela ressemble
Ding ding ding. quand tu baises avec le mauvais mec.
Niggaz gettin hit, quand ils baisent, wit le mauvais nigga.
Fuckin wit le mauvais mec.