Poh, poh, poh, poh (poh, poh)

I no longer dream, only nightmares
I hear people crying (people crying)
Lie-, lie down (lie down)
It's never nice when the blows rain down (when the blows rain down)
Cut (cut, cut) at your age, I was cutting (at your age)
If I come back (if I come back) I, I take the cup
It's 1PLIKÉ or it's A-WAX (or it's A-WAX) who cuts the verses (huh?)
We're in every plan, don't worry we have nerve (Poh, poh)
At night, I screw, I don't go dancing, on the rap, I retaliate with a bazooka
(?) Gloved (drr) I didn't doubt, (?) it happens calmly
I see them snorting lines in front of the tram, I think, I'm fucking them over
Fucking her over, I avoid (?)
Don't get into my head it's a two against one (yes)
We do it, we don't think about the pain but the money it brings
Hey, I remember when it was hard, hey
Before robbing, I waded (you remember, huh?)
Before robbing, I had to kill a guy (you remember, huh?)
Long time I see life differently
In the city of pain, hate, we deal with it
There's a sleeping drug dealer, I'm too lucky
We break down the door of your house
It's us, we break down the door of your house
It's us, we give you the scare of your life
It's us, the street, they, they have (?)
I don't like this cop, I better not run into his daughter (dirty bitch)
They don't want to make a record, we assert ourselves
For scalape, we don't care, for more than a K, we smoke each other
I spread, if I stop, I'm dead in the movie
Too much dirty money gone up in smoke (yes)
Like this bitch, my punch messes with your head
The miss leaves me, I don't give a fuck, I don't empty the bottle (brr, bitch)
In class, I want more than a medallion
It's been more than four hours that the girl has been dying on me (uh)
It's not to be a junkie if I go towards me-da (uh)
You remember before? I didn't help the guys (uh)
Besides if there's nothing to steal, I leave (uh, uh)
It makes a brr, big, there's no more muay-thai
(?) It betrays in your car
We take everything that's jewelry, everything that's high-tech (poh, poh)
Beware, you check the negro who stole your shit (han)
Don't get hard on the girls who want your t-shirt (han)
You don't know how to search, normal that we search you (han)
You don't know how to search, normal that we search you (han)
Every day, I empty my bag but I don't confide
We want peace, it's hate that we finance
We want peace, it's hate that we finance
I don't give a dime to the state's coffers (brr)
It smells like a ram, I sleep at a whore's (bitch)
We look for our enemies, you look for your allies (bitch)
On the way, traitors, I've let go of a bunch (bitch)
While you hustle, we cut the bread (bitch) against my buddies, I don't plot
Money, money if you want us to talk, I roll a plane if you want us to complain
I thought about stopping when, the field, I was closing it
The next day, I thought about doing better (oh yeah?)
In the neighborhood, we lock ourselves up (oh yeah?)
In the neighborhood, we lock ourselves up
I didn't sell out, no, I lit it
Inflate the belly to feel better
My sound is pure, I have to flour them
I only think about the punishment, don't think I think about the haters (no)
It's the war, it's the Hauts-de-Seine
There's a lot of drug dealing and receiving
I see the drooling one getting bigger at each trial
Save a max, don't wait for next summer
Save a max, don't wait for next summer
One more rotten thing, I end up in the salad basket
I wouldn't like my mother to learn that
It's only in front of our parents that we look wise
Even when we hustle, we look healthy
Even when we're clean, we look dirty
Never larsa, wait, I didn't get it
They act tough, but then they snitch
Beware, death, she can burst in helmeted
It's hot, in the mess (drr, drr)
There are hidden chickens and hidden bullets (drr)
After the ceiling, we let off steam on the one who shit, it sells kush
Not pills, (?) Buddy, I don't sleep on cash
On the weekend, it parades, I find it too fashionable
Cashing in is the challenge, without leaving a stain (1PLIKÉ, without leaving a stain)
I wanted the earth, I'll wait for it to detach
It hurts you where it hurts, asshole
You're stupid, it's the t-shirt against your misfortune
You screwed death (gang) screw your tombstone (han, gang)
I pray that my pay comes on time (1PLIKÉ)
I pray that my pay comes on time (drr)
For me, rap, it's all heavy (drr)
When I debit, you can't keep up with the pace
I don't look at the clock anymore, I can't keep up with theirs

9.2.1.4.0 on the pochton (eh)
9.2.1.4.0 on the pochton (eh)
4.0 on the pochton (eh)
4.0 on the pochton
9.2.1.4.0 on the pochton
9.2.1.4.0 on the pochton
9.2.1.4.0 on the pochton
4.0, 4.0 on the pochton

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