Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Reverso, artist - Eazy Dew
Date of issue: 10.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: French
Reverso(original) |
Right… Homie check, we still the best |
The clique with the realest cast, cannot tell the feeling |
That’s just prolly cause it’s we back on track… alright |
Brother’s back in his illest state |
She want me to hit this cake just to know when my release date is |
Prolly cause we back on track, hey… talk to 'em |
J’suis qu’un inconnu dans ta re-ssoi venu pour chiller |
M’appelle pas chéri, j’passe mon temps à tourner dans ta ville comme le sheriff |
J’trouve une petite que j’emmène chez Ben & Jerry’s |
Pour une cuillerée, manque de pot si mon cœur se glace en périphérie |
Elle me parle de son précédent, c’est net et dans lendemain |
Mais prends le bien, j’te raccompagnerai même si tu prends le train |
Donc appelles une de tes pine-co, j’ai des vyniles de Mary J |
Un ou 2 grammes de Mary-Jane avec ton sirop |
J’suis le genre de boug fons-dé dans ton canap' mais actif |
J’aime les tiss-més, les nymphettes qu’ont des qualités plastique |
Fais moi lessiver s’tu veux, j’ai rien signé |
Parasité par ton ciné, j’finis par enlever ton élastique |
Indépendante est l’entreprise |
J’ride à Paris la nuit plein d’essence et ventre vide |
Donc laisse faire cousine, j’ai le truc qui faut, toi t’espère, mais laisse |
faire |
Trouve moi dans ma Zone Nord ou centre ville… |
Yo pass that, stay at any corner the best at |
Leakin' dope shit, you’re lickin' each others ass cracks, yo that’s wack |
Tell me if somebody can test that, or last |
They fearin' it whenever they come to me |
I run the court, who be able to cross me? |
We switch the speed of your destruction like Gross Beat |
Only tellin' facts, man you don’t need to trust me |
Nigga look at yourself, me and your bitch do crossfit |
Festival, I ain’t do that for the glory |
You plastic bro, and if I hurt you man I’m sorry |
You basic hoe, Mama told me just a week ago |
Don’t never fight if your adversary is weak |
Man lies, women lies, sometimes number lies |
Got a thousand haters screaming and their words ain’t normalized |
The flow is too violent for the skit, bleep |
I can see your whole team tryna be me, yup. |
Eh gros, il t’arrive quoi là? |
Eh j’sais pas, crari sa go elle me regarde et il vient m’embrouiller gratos |
comme ça là |
Et c’est pour ça qu’tu fais du boucan comme ça devant tout le monde là, |
tu sais même pas il vient d’où, t’es là tu joues au fou là |
Et genre il vient m’parler comme ça j’vais rien dire? |
T’es un ouf toi! |
(Eh arrêtez de vous embrouiller là, je veux la fin de l’histoire d’Eazy moi) |
Elle veut rider la city |
Faire ce qu’elle veut faire |
Comme si j’espérais la voir un jour faire ce qu’elle veut, mais j’ai fui dans |
le noir… |
Rahouais, toute sa vie c’est les gos lui… |
Vers 5 heures. |
(Eh il est passé où le mec de tout à l’heure là?) |
Eh j’vous parlais là. |
J’sais pas frère. |
Et si j’ai fini par fuir l'échec |
Même si jusqu'à minuit je traîne |
On peut rider la city même si j’veux pas qu’on finisse dans ce bail… |
C’est pas lui qui revient là-bas là? |
Qu’on finisse dans c… eh il a quoi dans la main là oh?!! |
Rahouais… |
Il tire dans le tas |
Man, I try to understand how them niggas can be so negative (that's what they |
do…) |
Why they always see somebody succeed and they wanna see him down? |
(this is what they do…) |
Ohhhhhh, I’m tryna focus but that ain’t easy with all these vultures (that's |
what they do…) |
Ohhhhhh, these people are not very healthy for the culture (this is what they |
do…) (man, forreal man) |
Tu vois pourquoi j’aime pas sortir avec toi? |
Why are they hatin'? |
(shit is crazy) (that's what they do.) |
Toujours tu ramènes des problèmes où il n’y en a pas, tu vois? |
Why are they hatin'? |
(I swear!) (this is what they do) |
Why are they hatin'? |
(Oh put' em away) (that's what they do…) |
Why are they hatin'? |
(Ok, ok, ok, ok…) (this is what they do…) |
(Laugh) man. |
They just jealous |
(translation) |
Right… Homie check, we still the best |
The clique with the realest cast, cannot tell the feeling |
That's just prolly cause it's we back on track… alright |
Brother's back in his illest state |
She want me to hit this cake just to know when my release date is |
Prolly cause we back on track, hey… talk to 'em |
I'm just a stranger in your re-ssoi came to chill |
Don't call me darling, I spend my time touring your city like the sheriff |
I find a little one that I take to Ben & Jerry's |
For a spoonful, run out of pot if my heart freezes on the periphery |
She tells me about her precedent, it's clear and tomorrow |
But take it easy, I'll walk you home even if you take the train |
So call one of your pine-cos, I got Mary J vinyls |
One or two grams of Mary-Jane with your syrup |
I'm the kind of bug deep in your sofa but active |
I like the woven fabrics, the nymphets that have plastic qualities |
Make me wash if you want, I didn't sign anything |
Parasitized by your movies, I end up taking off your rubber band |
Independent is the company |
I ride in Paris at night full of gas and empty stomach |
So let it be cousin, I have the right thing, you hope for you, but let it |
To do |
Find me in my North Zone or Downtown... |
Yo pass that, stay at any corner the best at |
Leakin' dope shit, you're lickin' each others ass cracks, yo that's wack |
Tell me if somebody can test that, or last |
They fearin' it whenever they come to me |
I run the court, who be able to cross me? |
We switch the speed of your destruction like Gross Beat |
Only tellin' facts, man you don't need to trust me |
Nigga look at yourself, me and your bitch do crossfit |
Festival, I ain't do that for the glory |
You plastic bro, and if I hurt you man I'm sorry |
You basic hoe, Mama told me just a week ago |
Don't never fight if your adversary is weak |
Man lies, women lies, sometimes number lies |
Got a thousand haters screaming and their words ain't normalized |
The flow is too violent for the skit, bleep |
I can see your whole team tryna be me, yup. |
Dude, what's going on here? |
Eh I don't know, crari sa go she looks at me and he comes to confuse me for free |
like that there |
And that's why you make a racket like that in front of everyone there, |
you don't even know where he comes from, there you are, you're playing crazy there |
And like he comes to talk to me like that I'm not going to say anything? |
You are a phew! |
(Hey stop confusing you here, I want the end of the Eazy story myself) |
She wanna ride the city |
Do what she wants to do |
As if I hoped to see her one day do what she wants, but I fled in |
black… |
Rahouais, all his life it's the kids... |
Around 5 o'clock. |
(Where did that guy go from earlier?) |
Hey, I was talking to you there. |
I don't know brother. |
What if I ended up running away from failure |
Even if until midnight I hang around |
We can ride the city even if I don't want us to end up in this lease... |
Isn't he coming back there? |
Let's end up in this... hey what's in his hand oh?!! |
Rahouais… |
He shoots into the pile |
Man, I try to understand how them niggas can be so negative (that's what they |
do…) |
Why they always see somebody succeed and they wanna see him down? |
(this is what they do…) |
Ohhhhhh, I'm tryna focus but that ain't easy with all these vultures (that's |
what they do…) |
Ohhhhhh, these people are not very healthy for the culture (this is what they |
do…) (man, forreal man) |
See why I don't like hanging out with you? |
Why are they hatin'? |
(shit is crazy) (that's what they do.) |
You always bring up problems where there are none, you know? |
Why are they hatin'? |
(I swear!) (this is what they do) |
Why are they hatin'? |
(Oh put 'em away) (that's what they do…) |
Why are they hatin'? |
(Ok, ok, ok, ok…) (this is what they do…) |
(Laugh) man. |
They just jealous |