Uah-ah
Yeah

Guys, ah
What's up
Zero Hashish
Brother straight from Holland Maastricht
Zero Hash Juan makes the table

Kickdown in the Jeep wewe Sahbi
Sittla Keta (Sittla Keta)
Pull out Machete (pull out Machete)
Step on the pedal (step on the pedal)
Otherwise you eat metal
Yamaha T-Max Kickdown left lane I pass him
Wait above Chaye in the 6th floor I pack you the stone
You eat lead I see no shine
Bunker in the lift the 0.8er
Customer calls asks for Ashra
Police ask me welou Sattla
Through the blinds
I see the blue light outside

Paranoid
Para
Paranoid
Am in love
For years in this street
That's why Chaye
What's up
Ras' in the RS Coupe
From Marbella to Madrid
Press the tobacco akhi
Into the mix with Hashish
Have my butterfly ready Ya Shabab on adrenaline
See blue light I pull a sprint like Benzema Karim
Press at night for Moulalala
In my Mahalelele
These putas want stress
Stab in their throat
Press at night for Moulalala
In my Mahalelele
These putas want stress
Stab in their throat

What's up
Am in the VIP
like B.I.G
Run in there
Full adrenaline
Bursts like dynamite
Into the booth
10th floor let me blow at moonlight
What's up
100 times we landed in eight
Press 100 things for an eight
100 boxes come by truck
Lung burns
Ya Habiba
No losers
If it doesn't work I threaten the cashier
In the Çanta Tabanca
Smoke Keta Hash Plakka
Cali tastes like banana
Ya Kahba comes from Malaga

RS Coupe
From Marbella to Madrid
Press the tobacco akhi
Into the mix with Hashish
Have my butterfly ready Ya Shabab on adrenaline
See blue light I pull a sprint like Benzema Karim
Press at night for Moulalala
In my Mahalelele
These putas want stress
Stab in their throat
Press at night for Moulalala
In my Mahalelele
These putas want stress
Stab in their throat

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