Nabz, nigga, what's up?

They're eating lamb in front of you, offering you fries
Don't cut down the tree that gives you fruit, you fool
Always stay zen, and beware of your surroundings
When the lion bleeds, the jackals regain courage
It's Mister You, DA Uzi, you know the future is ours
I'll be right there, darling, order me the lamb's mouse
I live like a footballer, my money is dubious
I don't give a fuck, fuck his mother the whore
No one takes my skates, tired of eating pasta
Too old to be affected, too good for a whore
I'll let you save face but I'm going to fuck you 4-1
My face, in good time, we all tasted the plata
Persona non grata, distribute the khapta
Desperate like a ruita, wage war on the state
Listening to Gambetta, I smoke the weed from Breda
No one will stop me, I pulled out my Beretta, click, bbrrrah

It's You, DA U, sure it's not joking
Presses and keys, we see life in apnea
If it's too expensive, you'll never see us again, me, in the evening

I'm in apnea, only Balmain
I'm going to call her back, I'm going to take her hand
I'm in apnea, under commission
On the rrain-te, of course it's not joking

Dog of the city, only tall towers, I move in the shadow without guarantee
I'm like little Kirikou, they don't like me too much, too dirty
Little forgiveness, at Uncle Sam's, I'm in LA, I'm far from the hall
Yesterday, I was at Fleury, I'm doing forty on the tron-li
Carbo like Zedia, I fuck a Sse-ssui like a che-ri (like a che-ri)
I settle the disputes, I'm the sheriff (it's me)
I saw their eyes, they're liars (liars)
Mouth open, you have to leave them with a view of the sky
On this, we don't pretend to love
We don't show to buy it
I come from the bottom of the city with mamacitas
Why do we sell so soon? Not to stop too late
It's Carambar jokes, I'm a jackal, I can shock them
In the morning, YOP they don't talk to you when you're at ied-p
I'm with You in the cave, insha'Allah I have the yacht
From those who swept, normal that we see the Balearic
I have inspiration in cimé, just bring a SIM

It's You, DA U, sure it's not joking
Presses and keys, we see life in apnea
If it's too expensive, you'll never see us again, me, in the evening

I'm in apnea, only Balmain
I'm going to call her back, I'm going to take her hand
I'm in apnea, under commission
On the rrain-te, of course it's not joking

It's You, DA U, sure it's not joking
Presses and keys, we see life in apnea
If it's too expensive, you'll never see us again, me, in the evening

I'm in apnea, only Balmain
I'm going to call her back, I'm going to take her hand
I'm in apnea, under commission
On the rrain-te, of course it's not joking

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