Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ocho
100 minus ocho
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Up, up

Come all, come buy, I still have cake in its packaging
The lookout on the roof gives the alert, there are cops around
I have a great rifle on my shoulder, I point it at your face, you're in trouble
Come all, come buy, I still have cake in its packaging
La, la-la, la, la-la, la (la-la, la)
La, la-la, la, la-la, la (la-la, la)
La-la, la-la, la, la-la, la (la-la, la)
La, la-la, la, la-la, la (la-la, la)

Yeah, yeah, eh
Come all, come buy (woo)
There's weed, chicken, and coke (eh, come, come)
We can fight if you're hot
The butt of my nine millimeters makes black eyes
On your marks, you're not ready, I'm in the game (woo)
Find me at the Oriental Market, in the parking lot (woo)
I'm from the city of 9.2, CLM (100 minus 8)
Bursts near the cheek, you end up on the floor (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Son of a bitch you owe money, what do we do? (Woo)
What do we do? (Woo)
It's a nuclear strike but the tiper is insolent
I zap it without a remote control (go fuck your mother)
I recover, I distribute, I'm like violent life (woo)
Like a burst in (?) On a bouncer (grrah)
100 minus 8, to death, to life
I never paid a tiper to empty me (ouh, yes)
There are crazy people who like to play tough (woo)
In front of whores like to play barbies (woo)
Well yeah, but there are also bearded men, who light you on a 530 bearded
I want a one-way trip to Barbados
Vegas puts the concu' on the barbecue (woo)
Most of them have sucked (woo, woo)
You still have some sperm on your beard (woo, woo, ouh, yes)

Come all, come buy, I still have cake in its packaging
The lookout on the roof gives the alert, there are cops around
I have a great rifle on my shoulder, I point it at your face, you're in trouble
Come all, come buy, I still have cake in its packaging
La, la-la, la, la-la, la (la-la, la)
La, la-la, la, la-la, la (la-la, la)
La-la, la-la, la, la-la, la (la-la, la)
La, la-la, la, la-la, la (la-la, la)

Take two bottles on the table (eh)
Everything is free, plenty, and thank you (ah)
Bad boy, I'm not
But I filled your sister's pussy before Bercy (ya-ya, ya-ya)
No tomato sauce on my pizza (woo)
I see these dogs watching strangely (woo)
City guy, big I'm paranoid, I have a nine milli under my pajamas
The fire lives in me, wants the good life, so work before
Most have sperm on their toothbrush
I'm still in my old life (yeah)
But look how I'm moving forward (yeah)
The field closes at midnight (yeah) but my guys do after-sales service
Metal in hands, I'm gloved (woo)
Uzi not to miss you (brrah)
I walk on the prod'
Even there I have nothing to stop me (no, no)
Opinel twelve in the retina (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You see how I have dark ideas? (Yeah, I have dark ideas)
Right angel calms me with his words (words)
And there's the left one who tells me to make a dirty death (death)

Come all, come buy, I still have cake in its packaging
The lookout on the roof gives the alert, there are cops around
I have a great rifle on my shoulder, I point it at your face, you're in trouble
Come all, come buy, I still have cake in its packaging
La, la-la, la, la-la, la (la-la, la)
La, la-la, la, la-la, la (la-la, la)
La-la, la-la, la, la-la, la (la-la, la)
La, la-la, la, la-la, la (la-la, la)

La, la-la, la, la-la, la
La, la-la, la, la-la, la

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