When it's family, we give wholeheartedly, we're not into calculations
Guys from Carthage, check out the pen, we have both feet on the asphalt
For my big brothers in jail, we need to fill the peculium, we only have one life
It's true that I have gaps, but love me as I am
To debit, you have to stay focused, quality quantity
Balance must be avoided, act without hesitation, that's how we succeed
We don't reveal our lives, we respect our families, we don't care about your opinion
You criticize every day without really knowing what we've been through
It's ISK and Mister Yougataga seventy-seven 7.7, it's the RS6 or the RS5
I'm on the phone with the cousin, we could do crazy things
I'm full of talent, come on let's toast, rob the Game without leaving a trace

We've schemed too much (we've schemed too much)
We've knocked out a lot (we've knocked out a lot)
It's our way of thinking, bro, the street is paranoid

We don't need to introduce ourselves anymore
We are listened to by the thugs and the hooligans
I'm in Spain in a mean iron
I'm getting flashed, I can't miss the appointment
We don't need to introduce ourselves anymore
We are listened to by the thugs and the hooligans
I'm in Spain in a mean iron
I'm getting flashed, I can't miss the appointment

For Bakar and Abdoullah, darwa I love money too much
A convict is like a vampire, it can't stand onions anymore
We sell white and green, we didn't sell brown
Now every day what I earn is what my dad used to earn in a month
Life is hard, darwa, the street is not fun
We don't want to charge the go-fast anymore, but the catamarans
I saw my brother shooting outside, brother, it's not a joke
The one who will come to do you may have kissed the ren-pa
Click-click, bah, when you have an appointment, you have to go
We rap like madmen
Fuck the mother of the customs officers, there's selhra in the sailboat
Yeah, darwa, you have to mail, it's crime time on the wrist

We've schemed too much (we've schemed too much)
We've knocked out a lot (we've knocked out a lot)
It's our way of thinking, bro, the street is paranoid

We don't need to introduce ourselves anymore
We are listened to by the thugs and the hooligans
I'm in Spain in a mean iron
I'm getting flashed, I can't miss the appointment
We don't need to introduce ourselves anymore
We are listened to by the thugs and the hooligans
I'm in Spain in a mean iron
I'm getting flashed, I can't miss the appointment

When you talk about One Million, they talk about perfume
When we talk about snow, we don't talk to the Alpinists
We don't do retail anymore, we sell snow by twenty
Yeah, it's true she's cute, but don't forget she's a prostitute
Don't forget that your friend also disappears when the problem gets bigger
You play the wholesaler, Tony Montana, we've burned your vice
Even a finger you didn't lend me while I was doing you favors
I don't know anything like the father-son relationship
Yeah, darwa, the street is paranoid, friendship is worth thirty euros
It's for the blacks my camaros Allah ramoh I think back to Maro
It's our sehlra on the gum so it's us who impose the tarots
The prices are the same for everyone, if you don't pay we spray you

We've schemed too much (we've schemed too much)
We've knocked out a lot (we've knocked out a lot)
It's our way of thinking, bro, the street is paranoid

We don't need to introduce ourselves anymore
We are listened to by the thugs and the hooligans
I'm in Spain in a mean iron
I'm getting flashed, I can't miss the appointment
We don't need to introduce ourselves anymore
We are listened to by the thugs and the hooligans
I'm in Spain in a mean iron
I'm getting flashed, I can't miss the appointment

(I can't miss the appointment)
(I can't miss the appointment)

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