Oh, pat and soothe (ah)
Oh, they tell me I've changed towards him (wesh)
I get upset (das' OZF), or I ignite (brrt)
All he cares about is how to please him

A lot has happened on the street
My G never loses sight of the goal, chasing money (wesh)
I'm active in the banks, Habib, you see five G's in balaclavas (hah, hah)
Again, three undercover cops are running after me, I make the runner (nyoom)
Your chick says she loves you, but secretly she wants my Yarak (ah)

Come over if you need Hajjar, my lawyer sorts it out if I'm ever in trouble
3-5, Torbas the reason, faces masked, we run into you with Kanaken
Steal your jewelry, got Kush fresh from the States, I only push monkeys (ah)
You see me at night in the coupe with three, four Ahshouns back on the move, wesh
Wesh-wesh, Akhi, tek-tek, package
Always on Hajjar like Koba LaD
Flex away Kahi, handshake, hashish
Push to the limit, Chaye, wants a Patek (ah)
"Stop," calls Iba3ash with Maglite (ah-ah)
Sprint from the cops like Usain Bolt at best time (oh)
Give him paper, give him eighth (oh, oh)
Pull twice, fly high like Nazar (oh)

A lot has happened on the street, my G never loses sight of the goal, chasing money (wesh)
I'm active in the banks, Habib, you see five G's in balaclavas (hah)
Again, three undercover cops are running after me, I make the runner
Your chick says she loves you, but secretly she wants my Yarak

Tick Sittla (brrt), screw investigators (heh?)
Longpape full of haze, lemon-silver
Slap Ahshoun away because she wants it
Turn up the soundman because I'm killing it right now (hah)
Want 10K legally
But stay on the street, I'm the perpetrator
Tick haze en masse, screw Beyda
On T-Max, push Amnesia, wesh
Shabab tight here in the bendo
Hajjar burns at night in the Range Ro'
Want purple bills, in the 7er fully stoned and I pump Nate Dogg
Because I smoke haze and you're standard (oh-oh)
Look, I push sticks away on the street (oh)
Look, I pack the biz, not in an institution
I want to kill the bastard, then that's it

A lot has happened on the street, my G never loses sight of the goal, chasing money
I'm active in the banks, Habib, you see five G's in balaclavas
Again, three undercover cops are running after me, I make the runner
Your chick says she loves you, but secretly she wants my Yarak
A lot has happened on the street, my G never loses sight of the goal, chasing money
I'm active in the banks, Habib, you see five G's in balaclavas
Again, three undercover cops are running after me, I make the runner
Your chick says she loves you, but secretly she wants my Yarak

Oh, pat and soothe
Oh, they tell me I've changed towards him
I get upset, or I ignite
All he cares about is how to please him

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