Eh, eh (yeah, buddy)
Hey, my mate (yeah, my mouth)
Mister YouGataga
Belleville (you know the area)
Eleventh, nineteenth, twentieth (Mister YouGataga)

Hey, the supervisor, dirty bastard, fuck your mother, lower my peephole
Who do you think you are? What are you looking at? You took me for a soap opera?
It's not for nothing that we're down, fucking moral in concrete
We'll all end up in a burst, we won't see Armageddon
As my buddy Khalid says, we have a fucking gift
We're made to eat caviar, not to make tuna pasta
Better to fast like a shepherd than to be eaten like a sheep
I no longer have my feet stuck to the floor, I have my fingers on buttons
Bad luck didn't just brush me, the cops controlled me too much
I've slept in palaces as I've slept in the subway
I slept on my landing and in rest areas
I've always eaten firm, I've never eaten repo
A real Moroccan, yeah, you know the drill
I smoked the quinquin, I sold the popo
As a kid, I accelerated, I paid for tacos in sneakers
In front of you, they would shake your hand, behind, they would squeeze your girl
Like crocodiles, they accost her, bullet holes on the Lacoste
At eight, we dreamed of Piwi, at thirteen, of robbing the post office
Just to blow up the safe, what do you want to tighten the boss?
The camel thinks it's better than the dromedary by observing its hump
There's sel3a, we're making money, H24 that it works
Big up Lacrim and Nordo, daewa 94
At home, there's always gear, we're firing the mic
Deawa like Miklo, I'm a fucking Vatos
I represent myself, it's Younes, family name, Latifi
Dahwa, the past, it's already dead, the future is rectified
At home, the firm adds up, the reprieve is notified
The real ones don't wear the crown, it's only the fakes that we gratify
It's not the ID cards but the walls that we laminate
Even full of money, we remain the same, don't think we change
Fuck New Year's Day at Bois-d'Arcy, fuck the supervisors like Percy
At the Arrivals, I roll a station, untouchable like Omar Sy
Or like Dry and Demon One, there's zbar and one
The whole jungle is behind me, don't play the convict, you've only done three months.
I'm lighting up your mother, I don't do K-1, everyone knows who is number one
Faïd Rédoine, Tricky and Marwan, I don't forget Mehdi from Mistral
They don't quibble, they pay in cash five hundred thousand euros bail
They load the PGP, the calibers and the four motions
I didn't get the baccalaureate, I screw the BAC with "very good" as a mention
We hurt them, we liked it, so we start again
I need millions under my cushions, I want the same for all my cousins
Especially for those in the country who smoke a twelve every day
There's my aunt the size of a chick, she was going to Mauboussin
Hadji, I needed money so I took everything with my kabouss
Kherdala for starter, Critical is for dinner
It starts by stealing bags, then it starts dealing
They argue on the rrain-te so they start shooting
Of course the circle is vicious, you don't know how to get out of it
When the drooling one is drooling, you start to breathe
The weed is good and the shit has inspired us all
From school, we all got kicked out, our problems only got worse
Your worst enemy won't pray on your grave, no, he would loot it
It's YouGataga, you know the recipe
Bastard call the police, dirty shmet dial 17
Me, how do I see rap? Like a bitch in a nightie
I always rap for the Mgharba, for the Twansa, the DZ
I see myself as a little kid watching DBZ
Now it's not "Kamehameha no," it's at least a CZ
I have a crazy woman who snoops in my phone and another who does my dishes
One on the Boulevard de la Villette, the other on Sunset
Deawa, it's the Jet 7, avenue des Peupliers
Bastard stop pumping, I advise you to retreat
I'm not here to sleep, no, I came to get a good ticket
I dreamed of a lot of zeros and I don't think the account is there
Several million euros, leaves, shit, Marlboro
No need to pump up the pectorals, the secretary is under the desk
I'm not just in the hlel, I had to change my number
It's for our people from Creil, not forgetting Les Mureaux

Hey big guy, time is not money
And you know what's the difference? (The difference)
Yeah yeah yeah
Well, it's that time, we can't redo it

Grrah!

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