My guys shoot for me
My lawyer speaks for me
Rebeu, my banker counts for me
In the homeland, the old man counts on me
A'tik Saha, A'tik Saha
My guys shoot for me
My lawyer speaks for me
Rebeu, my banker counts for me
In the homeland, the old man counts on me
A'tik Saha, A'tik Saha (Speak badly marlish)

Negro, I'm going to teach them to per-ra, per-ra
In their mother, who lives will see
I don't give a damn about Elvira, 'vira
I have your Panamera on my neck
I make a call to Bouneau, Bouneau
I forbid you from all the radios
Laurent Rossi, Le Tavernier
It's not tomorrow that you'll see a signing
I didn't study, it was too long
I wanted the cash right away and the big tre-mon
First class, yeah, the platter is too good
When the bullets rain, no, there's no one for the rebound
I shed tears on the old lady's grave
Carbon interior, while you're working hard
Rah rah, in Capone mode
My music is like my dog, it's too good, too good
I don't have time to rap anymore, bro!
Album, mixtape, tralala, promo!
Fouiny Babe raps from the croco tracksuit!
One last for the road, I'll accompany you to the ssiste-gro!

My guys shoot for me
My lawyer speaks for me
Rebeu, my banker counts for me
In the homeland, the old man counts on me
A'tik Saha, A'tik Saha
My guys shoot for me
My lawyer speaks for me
Rebeu, my banker counts for me
In the homeland, the old man counts on me
A'tik Saha, A'tik Saha (Speak badly marlish)

I don't have time on my big face, I see their dirty face
I start from nothing like in Scarface
Where you hang out, for a piece of land
You get gunned down like in Ukraine
What's new, I come for news, we hanged Saddam Hussein
I bury my money in the garden,
Because we reap what we sow
I walked in the shit, oops, I walked on them
I spat in the soup, eh, I pissed on them
And I'm still standing like a bike
You want to clash, go ahead, move, move
Too much shit, to interview you we'd need to resurrect Radikal
Redbull, Vodka, Hilton, buddy-ca
Wahrane, Dar-el-Beida
Cdc feat' Varane-Pogba
In the cell I dreamed too much of Beyoncé's pussy
7, 8 lengths ahead, I don't have time to sleep
And all my reubeus count on me,
All my renois count on me
In the middle of summer we kill you in cold blood,
All your renois spit on you
If it's gold I take it on me, CDC doesn't censor
New crime signed Fouine-La

My guys shoot for me
My lawyer speaks for me
Rebeu, my banker counts for me
In the homeland, the old man counts on me
A'tik Saha, A'tik Saha
My guys shoot for me
My lawyer speaks for me
Rebeu, my banker counts for me
In the homeland, the old man counts on me
A'tik Saha, A'tik Saha (Speak badly marlish)
Let's go

Hi old man, do you recognize me?

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