Xzibit — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Beware Of Us
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Beware Of Us » de Xzibit.
Paroles
Yeah, Stong Arm Steady
One gang, four guns, how the West was won, let’s go Jump if you really want it (jump)
You’ll catch one in yo' stomach (yeah!)
When you see the Steady comin
Y’all better bewaaaaaaare of us Loudmouths is always talkin (talkin)
When we come they keep on walkin (walkin)
But my dogs ain’t only barkin (woof!)
Y’all better bewaaaaaaare of us
I’m eatin chicken wings, mm, it’s like chicken feed
Mm, I’m at the feedhouse smokin all this chicken’s weed
Huh, you’re hardly hard, this sucker’s soft as volleyball
Cold Chillin' like my name was +Big Daddy+ +Marley Marl+
You’re not a star at all, no, you’re just a sidekick, yeh
Runnin the outside lickin shit and ridin dicks
Real niggaz start cliques, start shit we spark clips
The mac’ll make your door lift and leave me with a sore wrist
You should be impressed, yeh, it’s like my first impression
I pull representer, exposition in a session
I’m in the Expedition, expose a dark dimension
Your girl used to suck dick du-ring detention
You got dumped, she came up by spittin
out nuts of every homey comin home from prison
Yeah the fake chicks get dick the Ferragamo fake fits
I keep they drawers drenched, no drawers, fake tits
This the last call, total recall, my pimpin flowin like Niagara Falls
So you can Phil Da Agony y’all
Yeah you get beat to the punch, rap monsters eat you for lunch
And feed you to the beat that you want
Fear keep knockin fake fans sent to no one
Fuck them niggaz run from me I don’t owe 'em
Why do things for free, you don’t know 'em
These niggaz’ll load up the heat, they don’t throw 'em
Hooks stay floatin in my mind, I design 'em like
architects workin online, I’m on the incline
Lamp like the heavyweight champ, it took 3 months of trainin
While it’s rainin take your brain through boot camp
Fair facts, Nike Air Max, I’m back blunted
Yeah that them niggaz hear that and don’t want it Triple trick niggaz get sick to they stomach
Strong Arm Steady ready act like you want it — BITCH!
Every day above ground is a good day
My wordplay only contain what the hood say
Clack the black off a nigga make him see the light
My overhand right’ll violate your civil rights
We get bars, big cars, cigars
12 gauge salute to your face to face God
Icon, marathon mack, where the bitches at?
Raise it back, steady game, came with a gang of gats
I hit your pressure points, we jack the motherlode
Expose your motives like a CSI episode
Output maximum level, dig deep down in the dirt
with diligence and dance with the devil, yeah
Cause you don’t know me homey, I keep the banger on me It wasn’t my aim, it came with the territory
Feet planted firm in the turf, plant you six feet deep in the earth
Gettin slumped while the ammo dump, fucker
Bewaaaaaaare of us
Traduction des paroles
Ouais que ces négros entendent ça et ne veulent pas que ça Triple trick négros tombent malades à leur estomac
Bras fort stable prêt agir comme vous le voulez-chienne!
Chaque jour au dessus du sol est une bonne journée
Mon jeu de mots ne contient que ce que le capot dit
Clac noir hors un mec lui faire voir la lumière
Mon droit outrancier violera vos droits civils
Nous obtenons des bars, des grosses voitures, des cigares
Calibre 12 saluez votre Dieu face à face
Icône, marathon mack, où sont les chiennes?
Raise it back, jeu stable, est venu avec une bande de gats
Je frappe vos points de pression, nous jack le motherlode
Exposer vos motivations comme un épisode CSI
Niveau maximum de sortie, creuser profondément dans la terre
avec diligence et danse avec le diable, oui
Parce que vous ne me connaissez pas homey, je garde le banger sur moi ce n'était pas mon but, il est venu avec le territoire
Pieds plantés ferme dans le gazon, vous planter six pieds de profondeur dans la terre
Gettin affalé tandis que la munitions dump, baiseur
Bewaaaaaaare de nous