Omerta 47

I've hidden a caliber in the SUV (minch)
Bibi, it's about survival
Commercial, there's even after-sales service
A few kilos won't be enough (minch)
At a minimum, you need an open roof
She doesn't even deserve the Opel
But she wants the sun during the fall

It's not luck, I've got the thing
I hit when it goes hunting
I have the courage of a Turk
9M in the cash car (minch)
18 months and two years of bracelet (minch)
It's hot like seeing guys kissing
No day in solitary, they pardoned me
I get a dirty car

Only the keychains remain
They're not here anymore, those who tested
I drowned all the evidence in drunkenness
I see no one at the top of Everest
They're not made for this, dude
Cut, cut the zip at the turbo
It's not forgotten, like riding a bike
(Cut it, cut it, cut it)

The whores gather, we never associate
If there's a problem, don't worry, there's no trouble
Buddy, come down, I arrive all in black like an Akatsuki
In the meantime, I'm growing my SACEM
When the suicide rate increases among cops
From January to December, the trigger is pressing
We never miss our targets
When it shoots, I'm not talking about basketball (switch)
We trust no one
Tied up will end up like sushi
It always shoots under the cap (minch)
Big guy, there's nothing to run from
When we see them, they become real pussies
I've done the detail, files, the shit too
I've done solitary, I've done the binks too

We're going to track your car to be precise
Until you lead us to your hideout
I'll exchange your kilos of shit
For several projectiles from the A47
Only the editions, it renegotiates
Need flat and a heavy per cassette
Two boys and a girl
The dad shouldn't end up doing the dishes
Lots of people hit, few innocents
We do horror like on All Saints' Day
Bullet in the throat, it smells like the end (huh, the blood)
We're not in a movie
If we light you up, no one will cut the scene
It takes away your Rolex and your chain
Like in La Haine

Only the keychains remain
They're not here anymore, those who tested
I drowned all the evidence in drunkenness
I see no one at the top of Everest
They're not made for this, dude
Cut, cut the zip at the turbo
It's not forgotten, like riding a bike
(Cut it, cut it, cut it)

The whores gather, we never associate
If there's a problem, don't worry, there's no trouble
Buddy, come down, I arrive all in black like an Akatsuki
In the meantime, I'm growing my SACEM
When the suicide rate increases among cops
From January to December, the trigger is pressing
We never miss our targets
When it shoots, I'm not talking about basketball (switch)
We trust no one
Tied up will end up like sushi
It always shoots under the cap (minch)
Big guy, there's nothing to run from
When we see them, they become real pussies
I've done the detail, files, the shit too
I've done solitary, I've done the binks too

And I've done the detail, files, the shit too
I've done solitary, I've done the binks too
And I've done the detail, files, the shit too
I've done solitary, I've done the binks too

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