(Free la fafa and know it)
(Grrt)
(Malty 2BZ bunch of bastards)
(097 gang)

The joint in the bag
I'll take your skates even if you're wrong
Who said that dealing was easy?
We walk together, we will be alone in death
In the middle of the act, she wants me to take off the condom
I'm not into her bullshit (boh)
I don't talk booze, I liquidate it in front of the block (boh)
You're getting slapped, we're going to put you in panties (boh, boh, boh, boh)

You're getting slapped, we're going to put you in panties
Red, yellow, blue when I pilot
The cops put on handcuffs
I don't have the million yet but we're hanging on
Little by little, you can see we're getting closer
I cut off Morocco, I put the rest of the cigarette
I get it out of the balls, OCB I have my rolls
Give me a quad and I'll lift it like Rick Ross
It's not Passy, that's nearby, I'm hitting with the butt of the gun

(Wa know, that gang)
Recharge the canister, recover the money
We have all the codes, I was taking the baccalaureate at the same time, I was selling the dope
(That's how it is, that's how it's done)
Since I was little, the matter is stubborn in my head
Grown up, bought a Glock 17, if necessary it kills them

I'm falling asleep, I'm fucked up (eh)
I'm taking the wheel fucked up (yes sir)
It smokes a lot of dope (bullet)
My whole life is fucked up
I'm falling asleep, I'm fucked up (boh)
I'm taking the wheel fucked up (woah)
It smokes a lot of dope
My whole life is fucked up (boh, boh, boh, boh)

The dope shouldn't drive me crazy (woah)
My head shouldn't take a hit (woah)
The flashing lights are coming at us (woah)
I've hidden everything at the nanny's (eh)
The dope shouldn't drive me crazy (eh)
My head shouldn't take a hit (bliit)
The flashing lights are coming at us (ah-la-la)
I've hidden everything at the nanny's (oh)

Look at the weed heads
Made in Holland, liter at 5.2 (oh the cow)
I've already seen you in line
Don't say you smoke for free the sweet
It deals at the ZB
I tell the buddy to put you 2-2
It deals at the ZB
As long as they see that the shit is frothy

Two salaries, at the end of the week the chip brings me back
Only the cops have brought me to my knees
We pray to God manipulated by Lucifer, by Lucifer
I can't sleep anymore, drunk I forget what I did the day before
I recover at a hundred (?) as well as possible
Bitch, you're going to put the dope in your ovaries
In your ovaries, there's my zip

(Wa know, that gang)
Recharge the canister, recover the money
We have all the codes, I was taking the baccalaureate at the same time, I was selling the dope
(That's how it is, that's how it's done)
Since I was little, the matter is stubborn in my head
Grown up, bought a Glock 17, if necessary it kills them

I'm falling asleep, I'm fucked up (eh)
I'm taking the wheel fucked up (yes sir)
It smokes a lot of dope (bullet)
My whole life is fucked up
I'm falling asleep, I'm fucked up (eh)
I'm taking the wheel fucked up (woah)
It smokes a lot of dope
My whole life is fucked up

The dope shouldn't drive me crazy (woah)
My head shouldn't take a hit (woah)
The flashing lights are coming at us (woah)
I've hidden everything at the nanny's (eh)
The dope shouldn't drive me crazy (eh)
My head shouldn't take a hit (bliit)
The flashing lights are coming at us (ah-la-la)
I've hidden everything at the nanny's (oh)

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