Woodie — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson We In The Bay
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Paroles
We in the bay, that’s where I reside
My coconut shack, in the back of the burg up in the coco
Gone off whatever I got I’m comfy in my spot
Drinking and smoking and writing rhymes
See I’m from California, out in the east bay
Where we grow potey ropey, over where we stay
Call it killah cali, potency shrubbery
There’s no release of morsels, kick me some dubery
My white T smelling like black and mild smoke
Cigarettes and bomb there and much hope
But see I need my vices to cope niggero
Block living in the town so critical
It’s so hot with no sun what the hell
What’s going on, explanation you can tell
We in the bay, that’s where I reside
My coconut shack, in the back of the burg up in the coco
Gone off whatever I got I’m comfy in my spot
Drinking and smoking and writing rhymes
We in the bay, that’s where I reside
My coconut shack, in the back of the burg up in the coco
Gone off whatever I got I’m comfy in my spot
Drinking and smoking and writing rhymes
This atmospheric pressure, is pushing on my dome
Cause everywhere turn go chickadies in need of bone
Well why not give it to ‘em, cause some don’t qualify
But the one’s that do get bamboo and a lovely ride
Like a 9.5, booty nui susu perking, body banging lips juicy like they’re used
to working
Any kind pinay to white or black or island passion, latina Indian to asian over
here we smashing
We speak that freaky tales like short in the day, and illustrate ‘em in our
rhymes so you can picture the
Way. We get’s down over hear from CoCo to Sko Vellejo so San Jo Nickel dime you
know
We in the bay, that’s where I reside
My coconut shack, in the back of the burg up in the coco
Gone off whatever I got I’m comfy in my spot
Drinking and smoking and writing rhymes
We in the bay, that’s where I reside
My coconut shack, in the back of the burg up in the coco
Gone off whatever I got I’m comfy in my spot
Drinking and smoking and writing rhymes
See I got back from the islands in that state of mind
Got caught slipping on the soil with no heat of mine
But felt a 9 to my dome fool what you got
I’m back in Cali now, damn I forgot
That it’s Fist fights and turf war, hoe slaps and much more
44s and 45s busting through your front door
Bacon invasions if you pushing that weight
Somewhere along the line you made a mistake
But that’s damn near everywhere you go
I’m just telling you my story so you know
We in the bay, that’s where I reside
My coconut shack, in the back of the burg up in the coco
Gone off whatever I got I’m comfy in my spot
Drinking and smoking and writing rhymes
We in the bay, that’s where I reside
My coconut shack, in the back of the burg up in the coco
Gone off whatever I got I’m comfy in my spot
Drinking and smoking and writing rhymes
Traduction des paroles
Boire et fumer et écrire des rimes
Je suis rentré des îles dans cet état d'esprit
Je me suis fait prendre en train de glisser sur le sol sans chaleur
Mais senti un 9 à mon dôme fou ce que vous avez
Je suis de retour à Cali maintenant, putain j'ai oublié
Que ce soit des combats de poing et de la guerre de gazon, Des Claques de houe et bien plus encore
44 S et 45 S busting à travers votre porte d'entrée
Invasions de Bacon si vous poussez ce poids
Quelque part le long de la ligne vous avez fait une erreur
Mais c'est sacrément proche partout où vous allez
Je te raconte mon histoire pour que tu saches
Nous dans la baie, c'est là que je réside
Ma cabane à noix de coco, à l'arrière du burg dans le coco
Parti quoi que j'aie je suis confortable à ma place
Boire et fumer et écrire des rimes
Nous dans la baie, c'est là que je réside
Ma cabane à noix de coco, à l'arrière du burg dans le coco
Parti quoi que j'aie je suis confortable à ma place
Boire et fumer et écrire des rimes