Paroles et traduction de la chanson «One Blood Remix (feat. Various artists)» par The Game

One Blood Remix (feat. Various artists) (One Blood Remix)

The Game sort une édition spéciale de son single "One Blood" en remix sur lequel il a invité ce qu'il appelle "le hip hop". On y retrouve des rappeurs de tout horizons, de la Westcoast (Snoop, Daz, Kurupt, WC... ) à la Eastcoast (Nas, Fabolous, Ja Rule, D-Block, Dipset... ) en passant par le Dirty South (Chamillionaire, Bun B, Slim Thug... ), la Midwest (Twista) etc... Le remix comporte 23 couplets et dure un peu plus de 11 minutes. Il n'y a pas vraiment de thème pour ce son, chaque rappeur étant assez libre de raconter ce qu'il veut...

J'sais pas si j'aurai le courage de tout traduire ! J'ferai de mon mieux lol !

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(1) Différents surnoms pour le crew New-Yorkais des Diplomats, mené par Cam'Ron (composé de Juelz Santana, Jim Jones, Hell Rell etc).
(2) Snoop Dogg (D, O, double G).
(3) Revolver.
(4) "Kingdom Come" (la venue du Roi) est le titre du prochain album de Jay-Z.
(5) "Waist Deep" est un film dans lequel The Game a joué.

[The Game]
[The Game]
Dre... I see more dead people...
Dre... Je vois encore plus de gens morts...

[Intro]
[Intro]
Uh huh
Uh huh
Jones
Jones
Dipset
Dipset (1)
Birdgang bitch
Birdgang biatch ! (1)
You know what it is
Tu sais comment ça se passe
When you see me two twelvin' you homie
Quand tu me vois en train de descendre ton pote
You fuck niggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity
---

[Verse 1- Jim Jones]
[Couplet 1 - Jim Jones]
BALLLLLIN'
On friiiime
Peace blood, peace almighty (peace blood)
---
We all thugs and we run the streets nightly (eastsiiide)
On est tous des bandits et on a le contrôle de la rue la nuit (côte eeeessst)
And get my lawyer, why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope)
Et voie mon avocat, pour savoir pourquoi je ne me défile pas (nan)
And I fuck wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp)
Et je traîne avec des b-boys qui sortent les hélicos (yupp)
One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out
Un seul tir et les mecs sortent les lames
And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out
Et on se la raconte, pour tous les joujoux qu'on a dégoté
My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high
Mon coin qui fait peur, où on squatte et où on fume tous
In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang mufucka bang
---
Get ya money up, this cane is what we fuckin' slang
Prépare l'argent, ---
And 9 trey is what I fuckin' claim
---
Its Dipset, capital don of the bird gang
C'est Dipset, le don capital du Birdgang !

[Verse 2- Snoop Dogg]
[Couplet 2 - Snoop Dogg]
They call the D-O-dub
Ils ont fait appel au D-O-Double (2)
Why you really trippin' cuz
Pourquoi est-ce que tu trippes comme ça cousin ?
21, 20 crips and all of us is crippin' cuz
21, 20 Crips et nous tous on fait parti des Crips cousin
We from a different street, all got that different heat
On vient de rues différentes, on a tous des flingues différents
But when we move the macs for Game, cuz we on the same beat
Mais on se bouge quand même pour Game, car on est sur le même beat
So if you fuck wit blood, then you fuck wit us
Alors si tu t'embrouilles avec les Bloods, tu t'embrouilles avec nous
And we ain't bustin' duds, cuz we bustin' slugs
Et on ne tire pas des obus, car ce qu'on tire ce sont des balles
We sure to stay in touch and clean your mess up
On est sûr de rester en contact et de nettoyer ce bordel
And if you from the West Coast, my nigga wwwwwesssssttttsiiiiiide
Surtout si t'es de la Côte Ouest, mon négro, wessstsiiiiiide

[Verse 3- Nas]
[Couplet 3 - Nas]
Game got at me about the remix, its an honor my nigga
Game m'a contacté pour le remix, c'est un honneur mon frère
I made rap one blood, that say I'm signin' wit Jigga
Je fais du rap one blood, c'est pourquoi j'ai signé avec Jay-Z
I got rappers gettin' mad at me
J'ai des rappeurs qui ont la rage contre moi
I got these new jack rappers tryna clap at me
J'ai ces petits newbies de rappeurs qui essaient de m'atteindre
I got these corny wanna be diss song kings on the radio
J'ai ces soit-disants rois du diss qui font des chansons sur moi à la radio
Talkin' bout how they gon' spray and take me away
Racontant comment ils vont me faire disparaître
But I'm the true living, legend I'm not to be questioned
Mais je suis la véritable légende vivante, je n'ai pas à être questionné
Have your whole hood holler shit about my progression
Tout ton quartier raconte des trucs sur ma carrière

[Verse 4- T. I. ]
[Couplet 4 - T. I. ]
You knowin' my attitude shitty, only a buck fifty
Tu sais que mon attitude est foireuse, seulement un dollar cinquante
So I keep the smitty's wit me, ? ? ? ? ? ?
Donc je garde le Smith & Wesson (3) avec moi, ( ? ? ? )
I'm prepared in the mall and all
J'me suis préparé dans le centre commercial et tout
Wit two two's, you can call me quick draw McGraw
Avec des calibres, ---
Bitch I'ma cut that fool, better call the law
Salope je vais tailler cet abruti, tu ferais mieux d'appeler les flics
I start sprayin', make fuck nigga fall and crawl
Je commence à me lacher, je vais faire tomber ces négros
I press play like Buck, no pause at all
J'appuye sur "marche" comme Buck, pas de pause du tout
Choppin' holes in the all the walls
---
Thats all they saw
C'est tout ce qu'ils verront

[Verse 5- The Game]
[Couplet 5 - The Game]
Hip Hop ain't dead, it just took a couple shots
Le hip-hop n'est pas mort, il a juste pris quelques balles
I bring it back to life, give it a couple shots
Je le ramène à la vie, lui donne quelques armes
The kings comin', no I'm not Jay-Z
Les rois arrivent, non je ne suis pas Jay-Z (4)
Too many niggas hate me, but they scared to face me
Trop de négros me haïssent, mais ils flippent en face de moi
This ain't a movie dog, not Waist Deep
Ce n'est pas un film mon pote, c'est pas Waist Deep (5)
I'm not an actor, but I'll show your bitch Big Meek
Je ne suis pas acteur, mais je montrerai à ta meuf Big Meek
She givin' one blood, one love, on dubs
Elle donne one blood, one love, ---
140 thousand the first week uhhhhh
140 000 la première semaine uhhhhh

[Hook- The Game]
[Refrain - The Game]
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix

[Verse 6- Fat Joe]
[Couplet 6 - Fat Joe]
All these niggas wanna front trill with them stiff faces

Till them niggas lyin' still up in stiff cases

With them styrofomes and embalmin' fluid

I been gone to long and I'm down to lose it

Somebody go and get this nigga a pine box

And I ain't just talkin' about a measly nine shots

Yeah I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose

Call me Goldie, I'll smack your bitch too

[Verse 7- Lil Wayne]
[Couplet 7 - Lil Wayne]
Five oh fo' gangsta, New Orleans soldier

Bangin' underwater, fuck around and soak ya

Lil Weezy ain't a gunna, I'm bout my holster

And if you gettin' greasy, I'm an ulcer

I'm ? ? ? ? ? bowl on that East Side

I'm New Orleans where the bloods at the bee hive

Ain't nothin' sweet unless its presidential

'Cause that is where I sleep, now give me my key

[Verse 8- N. O. R. E. ]
[Couplet 8 - N. O. R. E. ]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
New York a l'argent du crime, l'argent sale
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with heat

If Def Jam, they gonna flop him

And Reggaeton ain't hot in the building, its okay I get it poppin'

Back to the forest trees for deep, these little ? ? ?

Who took believers an opportunity to breathe

And you ain't gotta go overseas to see our rap shit

You can come to left ? ? ? Queens and get jacked quick

[Verse 9- Jadakiss and Styles P]
[Couplet 9 - Jadakiss & Styles P]
One blood, we used to the spillin'

Came from the hood so we used to the killin'
Tout droit sorti du quartier donc on est habitué au meurtre
Used to the black males, makin' cracksales in the buildin'

How else you get the benz with the suede on the cealin'

Blood in, blood out, me and homie back to back

Both loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out

I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest nigga
Je suis le roi de New York, je suis le négro le plus auch de New York
Anything in between's a motherfuckin' target nigga

D-B-L-O-C-K he spray

The hawk'll find a nice home right where your cheeks stay

We got a mean team, Hip Hop dream team
On a une équipe principale, la dream team du Hip Hop
Them boys is only in the projects on green screen

No security, put you on the respirator

I'm the bomb, I'm the mothafuckin' detonator
Je suis la bombe, je suis le putain de détonateur
One dutch, one bud, one burner, one slug

Want a couple casualties, but we'll settle for just one blood

[Verse 10- Fabolous]
[Couplet 10 - Fabolous]
What it look like, all I say it most
De quoi cela a l'air, tout ce que j'ai à dire
Shooters waitin' on the word, just say it Los'

I let these niggas live, I told 'em pull the plug

Have goons pullin' gloves, leave the room full of slugs

Catch me trafficin' on maroon colored dubs

Couple Africans with balloons full of drugs

If they like me, tell 'em line up

While I sit behind team, point 'em out like a line up

[Verse 11- Juelz Santana]
[Couplet 11 - Juelz Santana]
Mic check, one two, one two
Test micro, un deux, un deux
I'm strapped, you strapped, let's play two on two
J'suis prêt, t'es prêt, faisons un deux contre deux
You're eyein' us in the iron bus

Leak ya, two liters of red juice, hawaiin punch

So what you boys gon' do to me, I'm born street

Your life's sweet, MTV's Laguna Beach

Mama told me not to play with fire but

She never told I would grow to be a liar

[Verse 12- Rick Ross]
[Couplet 12 - Rick Ross]
One love to the gangs, but I'm in the thangs
Big up aux gangs, mais j'en fais parti
Say the fellows for the cars, see we kill for the fame
Dîtes aux mecs pour les govas, tu vois on tue pour la célébrité
The boss made it, yeah we floss flagrant
Le boss l'a fait, ouais, on agit au découvert
Shame how I lost your life savings up in Las Vegas

I'm a heavy better, I'm a heavy seller
Je suis carrement mieux, je suis un gros vendeur de skeuds
Keep white in the office, call it cherry yellow

Lettin' off a hundred rounds, let the barrel pick

And we gon' sit here, wait for the derrelics

[Verse 13- Twista]
[Couplet 13 - Twista]
Bitch I got lords and gangstas, show me where them niggas at
Salope, j'ai avec moi des seigneurs et des gangsters, montre moi où sont ces négros
Chi got two six's and kings, show me where them killas at

Chi got them ballas and hustlers, show me where them figures at
Chicago a ces frimeurs et ces traffiquants, montre moi où sont ces silhouettes
Game where them triggers at, aim at them fitted caps

He got the clips, I got the scope, let's get them choppers nigga

He got the kush, I got the dope, let's get it poppin' nigga

Hurt him in that cherry six fo', shit ain't no stoppin' nigga

Hit him in the head and the body wit a bullet, when I put him in the cemetary then I gotta holler out

[Hook- The Game]
[Refrain - The Game]
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix

[Verse 14- Kurupt]
[Couplet 14 - Kurupt]
Yeah rollin' with two grips

Glock holdin' on the hip, rollin' wit two clips

Got two tiny locos ready to take trips

Shake and make trips, high stakes to take grips

They know what's crackin' cuz, cause as we huddle

They hold cards down nigga like spades and P knuckle

West coast gang bang, riders erasin' 'em

Got funny niggas raisin' up and riders replacin' 'em

[Verse 15- Daz]
[Couplet 15 - Daz]
? ? ? ? to blue the notorious gangsta crew

RIP for niggas who don't stay true
RIP aux négros qui ne sont pas resté vrais
Deep down in the crevices

See the jets better wit

Dwellin' in the land of the gang bang wit the fleshin'

I'm legendary, yes yes, a westcoaster
Je suis une légende, ouais, un mec de la West Coast
Holdin' up two C's, wit two guns in my holster

I'm from Long Beach city, a crip next to Compton
Je suis de Long Beach City, un coin près de Compton
Down wit my nigga Game, if you niggas want problems
De mèche avec mon pote Game, si vous cherchez la merde
From the streets to the suites, anywhere we can meet
Des ruelles aux suites royales, peu importe où on peut se retrouver
? ? ? ? ? to Compton, ? ? ? ? ? swap meet

Worldwide, get swept away by the tide

By G's, and B. G's, O. G's, its time to ride

[Verse 16- W. C. ]
[Couplet 16 - W. C. ]
Who the rider, looter through the gutter mayne

Chewed up in them Carolina blue Hurricanes

From the westside, strivin' to get 'em

Where them killers throw that third letter up like Raymond Washington and Tookie Williams

Blue jeans, blue strings, blowin' blueberry green

Cadellac on blue D's and a blue T

Money thick as blue cheese, chunkin' up the dub

What the west be without Snoop, Dub C and one blood

[Verse 17- E-40]
[Couplet 17 - E-40]
The Bay Area, fuckers we proper
La Bay Area,
Open you up if you got a problem

Uh uh, born in California
Uh uh, né en Californie
Clean your clock, open your can of tuna
Nettoye ta montre, ouvre ta cannette
Make a choice to see the ? ? ? lord's heaven

Get your chest layed out wit the FM 47

You think ? ? ? ? will do but nobody

But in the Yay, there ain't nuttin to do but catch bodies

[Hook- The Game]
[Refrain - The Game]
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix

[Verse 18- Bun B]
[Couplet 18 - Bun B]
I'm comin' straight outta P. A. T. , like Compton in all black
Je sors tout droit de P. A. T. , tout en noir comme à Compton
But when we say what it do, they never say holla back
Mais quand on dit ce que ça fait, ils ne demandent jamais de rappeler
Bun B, the ? ? ? O. G. , like 95 ? ? ? macs
Bun B, le ? ? ? ? Original Gangster, comme 95 ? ? ? macs
Neon green outta fight club off a fair facts

Acts a hundreds, just do it fool I done done it

At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit

Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it

Wipe the streets wit ya like you a swiffer as a gifter

[Verse 19- Chamillionaire]
[Couplet 19 - Chamillionaire]
I'm the realest youngster thats breathin' and I don't gotta give a reason
Je suis le jeune le plus vrai qui respire et je n'ai pas à donner de raison
Chamillionaire millionaire, ya'll competin' to be completin'
Chamillionaire millionaire, vous vous battez pour nous compléter
My purpose is to get the cheese an' as a purpose that should defeatin'
Mon but est d'avoir la maille et ils devraient échouer dans cet objectif-là
So shut your mouth, have a seat an' be quiet till I clear the sheetin'
Donc ferme ta gueule, assis-toi et reste calme jusqu'à ce que j'éclaircisse tout ça
My label tells me I'm greedy, hoggin' all the room on your tv
Ma label me dit que je suis gourmand, monopolisant toute la salle devant la télé
Like Eric they think its easy, but it isnt easy believe me
Comme Eric, ils pensent que c'est facile, mais ça ne l'est pas, crois-moi
Need to make a room in B. E. television if you wanna be me
Vous aurez besoin de passer sur BET si vous voulez être moi
Game said he made room for Jeezy, I had to make room for me gee
Game a dit qu'il l'a fait pour Jeezy, je dois le faire pour moi Gangster !

[Verse 20- Slim Thug]
[Couplet 20 - Slim Thug]
Its one blood if you blood or cuz

From that number one thug, its still one love

I rep my blue boy team but I do it for green

I do it for my folks, vice, lords, and kings

All us trappers, future rappers, standin' out on the blocks

Tryna get up out the hood mayne, and stack 'em a knot

Put ya sets in the air, scream fuck the cops

We gon' rep for the hood mayne, like it or not

[Verse 21- Young Dro]
[Couplet 21 - Young Dro]
My feed mashable, murders are catastrophical

Cars is improfable, I'm overcomin' obsticles

Trappin' I made it logical, my topic is impossible

I got a pot ? ? ? shoe strings cuz shorty real quasible

Shot me to pop a do', cars be tropical

All guns choppable, all blocks are mobbable

I am unstoppable, my calico is toxible

Lyrically diabolical, cushion is not ? ? ?

[Verse 22- The Clipse]
[Couplet 22 - The Clipse]
Red rum, red rum, such power in the tongue

Never in the wildest, was he talkin' da dum

Style on niggas, feel it to the numb

Japanese thread, flavor to these bums

Consider me the savior, look what the lord gave ya

My celebrated presence, like the return of Grateful

Frolic in the snow, so playful

And revivin' the track like we flowin' through jumper cables

What do ohh, you know, get XXL kudos

While coppin' off Coolio

Classic shit, we mastered this

Left for dead, I'm back, I'm lazareth

[Hook- The Game]
[Refrain - The Game]
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix, remix

[Verse 23- Ja Rule]
[Couplet 23 - Ja Rule]
Nigga one trick, one blood, L. A. , New York

The Game, the RULE, one love, guns up

Hands down, can't touch, the flow is a bit much

The style, wanna keep up, I advise you to speed up

With money movin' like coke these days, gotta re-up

G up, cop some heaters and dare a nigga to act up

You see us in gold seaters and throw it up

Its all hood, niggas rep your sets if your cuz or blood

Niggas we all bleed, these niggas can't breathe

Only because the guns are drawn and aimed to part

Niggas who got bullets with names on them

Want 'em, come get 'em niggas, ya'll know where to get at me

Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me

You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets stickin' in family

Who sadly gets torn between one crip and one blood