Hey, Heuss the bastard
Bx Land part 3, BX land part X
Free Six, hey
N.y.m.a, Kata Guruma, Hiza Guruma, Maroki 43
Napoli's Mafia (Zeg P on the track)

Hey, trafficking whores, grams of coke, two-three kilos of shit
Shut your mouth and buy, there are also tools and a lot of trinkets
Paris is Brooklyn, sometimes it's Argentina
You can call me Hocine, Hassan or Putin
Heuss The bastard, cousin, heroin and resin
Ask the neighbor, it's China and the factory
The police hallucinate, Georges Brassens, Roch Voisine
Khabta max, I drink Jack, side effects
We're going to slap your father, respect what? I haven't finished my drink
I do dirty to not end up on the ground
I treat you, I get out of jail, it's the new school
It comes in for half a kilo, it comes out for a ton
To make sums, you need men and the right method
For my good I do harm
Dirty money, my cousin does it clean, the cops behind the door (yah, yah)

9.2.3.9.0, put it on the badge (yah, yah)
The thing comes out of the pot, the mass distribution (yah, yah)
Bx Land part 3, it's the reissue (yah, yah)
The street is listening, I have all its attention (yah, yah)

9.2.3.9.0, put it on the badge (yah, yah)
The thing comes out of the pot, the mass distribution (yah, yah)
Bx Land part 3, it's the reissue (yah, yah)
The street is listening, I have all its attention (yah, yah)

The money from your pussy, I know how much it brings in
I hear the sound of handcuffs, tomorrow I teleport
Anyway, I fuck the competition, my dick enters your ass
Algeria, Mauritania, Colombia, Bolivia
That's the symphony, now I'm in my madness
Axelle Red, Liane Foly, Helen and Caroline
Piss and vomit, tell me who's in charge
Hiza Guruma, Kata Guruma, you must not let yourself be done
I fuck the commissioner, I take my commission
I'm not fourteen to go on a mission
Bx Land part 3, it's the reissue
You made money, keep it well for yourself
I know people who come to your house, who are without faith or law
It's the Sinaloa, God for all but it's every man for himself
I'm in the street of whores like a Brussels man
Antwerp, Anderlecht, wait I call Isma (yah, yah)

9.2.3.9.0, put it on the badge (yah, yah)
The thing comes out of the pot, mass distribution (yah, yah)
Bx Land part 3, it's the reissue (yah, yah)
The street is listening, I have all its attention (yah, yah)

9.2.3.9.0, put it on the badge (yah, yah)
The thing comes out of the pot, mass distribution (yah, yah)
Bx Land part 3, it's the reissue (yah, yah)
The street is listening, I have all its attention (yah, yah)

The rep from Colombia, from the run to the cabin
I'm regessogort, I recover some dro in a canal
But all this is banal and welcome to Paname
Rotterdam sends moneygrams, there are loads of kilograms, hey
Rosendale and Manny sell weapons
Give me signs if there are hams, I drive without a helmet and without a plate
I convert it into a bullet, I'm totally khabat
I'm going for the spleen, nothing stops me anymore
Raise the compèt' and the police investigate
The kids from the tess want the recipe, they have money in mind
You have to buy or it rackets you, the plate is not expensive
There's also zipette at nickel tarots
It takes Nickel accounts, PCS up to Minitel (yah, yah)
Warrants of deposit, it becomes criminal
The cops call us, the citadels become cartels
My paws are on the keussa of the tos-ma ta3 of the eve
Call Sabban-Cohen to solve my problems (yah, yah)

9.2.3.9.0, put it on the badge (yah, yah)
The thing comes out of the pot, mass distribution (yah, yah)
Bx Land part 3, it's the reissue (yah, yah)
The street is listening, I have all its attention (yah, yah)

9.2.3.9.0, put it on the badge (yah, yah)
The thing comes out of the pot, mass distribution (yah, yah)
Bx Land part 3, it's the reissue (yah, yah)
The street is listening, I have all its attention (yah, yah)

Heuss The bastard, bunch of bastards
Suárez, Mahrez, James (skchh)

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