Mouboulouté, mouboulouté
R.A.S, 243

I enter everywhere masked, you're shocked
Every weekend, I'm in showcase
Do you remember the time when we were struggling?
Now it's 5000 euros of shopping
Mom does 5000 euros of shopping
I arrive in a drive-by shooting (gang)
All it takes is for you to shoot in the air, and your enemies start running
You want war, say it clearly (tah, tah, tah)
243, I proudly claim (oyoki)
Me, I drive a Rolls Royce, I drive a Maybach
You, you're still unknown like Biggie and 2Pac's killer
You take the mic you're lame, tika makelele
My detractors I fuck them, all in a row (savage)
Now that I'm in rap, look at all the haters
What, he touched the fam'? Of course bury him!
Hands up, oh guys, dangerous like hooligan
Come see us whenever you want, for anything illegal
Your wife is getting fucked in the marital bed
Muscular bald my family from Senegal
Kongo tolamuka
Mbongo tozoluka
Moko nazobuka
Mata na mutuka
Now racist girls love ke-zou, Ndombolo, Mapuka
Behind my back, they're hypocrites
Behind my back, they whisper (gang)
My brothers can tell you, since I was little I beat up
My wild side took over, dangerous and tenacious guy
Even when I say "I love you", it sounds like a threat (gang)
Don't touch one of ours (tah, tah, tah)
We are not like others (savage)
Full of vices and makeup, they tell me they work in modeling (really?)
Lala, Douma, Droxa, Diloc these are Matila's buddies
Too truthful we eliminate you
I come from where ten-year-old children work in mines (243, 243)
Love has no age but there are limits
If you're like us, there aren't a thousand like Solo the Myth, like Solo the Myth
Savage music, fuck the purists (savage)
Don't sing like choir members
In my 93, there are no tourists
My 9 milli', all-risk insurance
Americans follow Zionists
I break my guitar like a soloist
You get rejected in the club, even though your name was on the list
I handle the pressure, even if it's constant
You want to test Crimi'? don't sing, there's a waiting list
I do things right, I go to Kin'
You know the State is fooling us (R.A.S)
Stop making Africans believe that Europe is paradise

Eh, mouboulouté oyoki
Eh, mouboulouté
My guy in all the neighborhoods, I'm listened to
My guy in all the neighborhoods, I'm listened to
The one who touches the fam', bury him (tah, tah, tah)
The one who touches the fam', bury him (wouh)
The one who disrespects, bury him (savage)
The one who named names, bury him
RIP the day of the funeral

The one who touches the fam', bury him
The one who disrespects, bury him
The one who named names, bury him
R.I.P the day of the funeral

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