You, you little Cabron, don't talk, send location
"Bando-criminal from the block" is written on the passport
What pardon? (?) your baron
In the times of the pack there was no flex and then abyss
A few Nafris cross the border doing Haraga
With a fat Katana, I cut your carotid artery
Fucked up, they're fucking like a bastard
Another round of Scampi with Pesto and Pasta
My San9a is a ruthless syndicate
Robbery from everywhere, but carefree (?)
We live illegally, yallah off from Senegal
Africans take over everything and that persistently
Ballermann and then shoot at everyone, man
I stand my ground, who wants to fuck, yallah, come, who can
(?) I'm smashing records in a TMAX
If you don't pay, Alim and Veysel will visit you

Come and we'll show you how the Houma goes down, welcome to the underworld
We do a lot of haram, but little halal, Sa7be, never want to go to Jahannam
Since we were young we are aggressive, we wage war with the gendarmerie
Death or cell, that's block therapy

Let the magazine run out
There were complaints from the neighbors, I attack like hippos
And they will continue to observe, because they have nothing else to do
Extended barrel, for the teeth you will bathe in blood
With every prayer, I pray to God that he forgives me
Did you think we wanted to go this way?
Before the meeting, throw the device, we have quality
Come and test, and I'll show you what I can do
What about Rolex, my Ekho? I have metal in my hand
Everyone knows, my hash is delicate (delicate)
Choja, throw the lighter over the barbed wire, eywa, eywa
Load the gun for the green
Come and test, prove the street attitude
Need an alibi, otherwise they have Safraoui
Choja, my statement in court was a lie

Come and we'll show you how the Houma goes down, welcome to the underworld
We do a lot of haram, but little halal, Sa7be, never want to go to Jahannam
Since we were young we are aggressive, we wage war with the gendarmerie
Death or cell, that's block therapy
Come and we'll show you how the Houma goes down, welcome to the underworld
We do a lot of haram, but little halal, Sa7be, never want to go to Jahannam
Since we were young we are aggressive, we wage war with the gendarmerie
Death or cell, that's block therapy

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