Raise the bottles and the Glocks
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
I'm in the square I fuck them
I'm in the square I fuck them
I'm in the square I fuck them
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
I'm in the square I fuck them
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
I'm in the square I fuck them
I'm in the square I fuck them
I'm in the square I fuck them
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
I'm in the square I fuck them

I want to fuck the world
Put it in hard
The neighbors complain about the noise
Yes and so what, and so what, yes yes and so what?
The neighbors complain about the noise
Yes and so what?
If beauty had to be defined with a single gesture
It would be to condition some weed or sign a big check
I'm wary of rappers, these sons of bitches talk
I'm wary of groupies who have the asshole wider than the pussy
Dick raised towards the sky, offspring ready to gush by the billion
Like in a crash in the middle of the jungle I will strip your bodies like a common looter
Talk about plan A, you talk to me about plan B
You have the plans of the bank, I'm ready from the start
I never talk behind the back except to tell your kids' mother to arch better
Blow up the double cheese, bastard I have the cravings
All the hoods say it, I'm the most thug of all these black guys
Suck my Tango Echo Uniform Bravo
I'm not a heart mason, I fuck you I leave your ass in work
It's the sound of your egg clapping that serves us as a snare drum
I'm the one you love to hate, I'm the one she loves to please
The text is Italian, the engine is German
Making money is vital, it's D.O.2.S. my nigga

Raise the bottles and the Glocks
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
I'm in the square I fuck them
I'm in the square I fuck them
I'm in the square I fuck them
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
I'm in the square I fuck them
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
I'm in the square I fuck them
I'm in the square I fuck them
I'm in the square I fuck them
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
I'm in the square I fuck them

I have some dope who can say better?
Pull a joint, take a puff
And your sky will be bluer, than the hat of Smurfette
S.Q.U.A.D it bothers you
It's me who supplies Hash
I'm going to rob you, it itches me
I have ants in the trigger
Thick smoke of amnesia, the day of Nate Dogg's death
Forced to go out on a leash, with a 38 bulldog
I'm parking in their pussy, since the time of beepers
She follows me in my breach, you she follows on Twitter
You heard that I can slash you, you have to get away from me
The flow is so beautiful that it is classified in the heritage of Unesco
That the blacks do not make a mistake, or they will suck for a long time
Absent during my fights, I don't want to see you during my successes

Raise the bottles and the Glocks
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
I'm in the square I fuck them
I'm in the square I fuck them
I'm in the square I fuck them
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
I'm in the square I fuck them
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
I'm in the square I fuck them
I'm in the square I fuck them
I'm in the square I fuck them
Raise the bottles and the Glocks
I'm in the square I fuck them

Therapy, R.I.S.K.2.A
Yuri! It's all about that
And so what? Yes and so what?
Brr Brr

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