RG France Translations - Game ft. Rick Ross et 2 Chainz - Ali Bomaye (French Version)

Song Rating: 9.72/10

Song lyrics:

[Intro: Game]
Get my people out them chains n***a
I mean handcuffs, time to man up
Put my hands up ? f** you sayin bruh
Cause Im a black man, in a Phantom
Or is it cause my windows tinted
Car cost 300 thou and I blow Indo in it
You mad cause your daughter f** with me on spring break
Well, Imma f** her til the springs break

[Couplet 1: 2 Chainz]
Yeah Roll another one cause Im winnin
In my four door looking real photogenic
Gentleman attire, in threads that wont expire
Im in a cla** of my own, my teacher got fired
Money getting long, p**y rate keep rising
Versace outfit cost me 3,000
From the P houses, did it from the weak hours
Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour
First you get the power, then you get respect
Im getting so much money I can buy ya b**h
Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it
I like clubs where all the women working naked
Fell in love with a waitress what the f** Im thinking !
Bought that ho a ring it was for her pinky
Uhn, thats pimpin thats slick
Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent

[Couplet 2: Game]
f** yall mad at me for
Got a black card, and a black phantom
With a white b**h in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana)
Got a thick b**h in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi
Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true !)
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Im bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanyes
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
My lawyers threw them gloves on and beat another case
f** yall mad at me for, cause my belt got two Gs on it
Her bag got two Cs on it, my daughters stroller got Ds on it
Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder
Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton youll see murders
And my AR see murders, thats beef n***a no burgers
Im insane and you Usain, n***a better turn on them burners
Got ?, b**h ?
Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail
You a b**h n***a, no female, I smack n***as, Sprewell
Im on the block like D-12, I got the white, no D 12
Like a little n***a in Africa, I was born toting that K
And thats real sh**, no Will Smith, and no and no Nona Gaye
But they yellin...

[Refrain: Game]


Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Thank God that a n***a seen another day
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye!
Got a chopper and a bottle f** it let em spray

[Couplet 3: Rick Ross]
I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team
Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things
I dream big, I think sharp
Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark
Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself
Run to n***as for help, favors I keep one on the shelf
I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors
Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement
Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps
Hoes settling for less, I call em bottom shelf
n***as tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all
On the road to the riches, b**hes not tagging along

[Couplet 4: Game]
Unless its a** in a thong, hit that a** and Im gone
Disrespect my n***a Boss and Im flashing the chrome
Im waving the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac
Extendos in the back, gonna lap
Got a b**h that look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap
Got a call from Skateboard, pick em up at Lax
Speaking skateboards, where Tune at?
f** with him, Ill break a skateboard on a n***a back
2 Chainz!

[Couplet 5: 2 Chainz]
Skateboard on a n***a track
No lie, No Lie already got a plaque
Mama got a house, daughter got accounts
Just to think a n***a like me started with a ounce
Bad b**hes and D-boys, we bring em out
If them n***as p**y, we douche em, we clean em out
This the voice of ghetto intelligence, if you got work
Go to work, dont work at your residence...

[Couplet 6: Game]

...For presidents
Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent
Riding through the jungles in that muthaf**in elephant
Thats a gray ghost, with the ears on it
Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (Tell em!)
You know I got that work on the foreman grill
Weigh the muthaf**as in, made another mill
Got a n***a feeling like Ca**ius Clay
Thrilla in Manilla, n***a want it whip his a** today

[Refrain]

Date of text publication: 17.01.2021 at 08:50