Translation of Hakayet from French to English
(What you thinking, Chris?)
If I disappear, I'm in the middle of hustling
To stop me, you need a big score
Big stash that fills the size of my living room
If I disappear, I'm in the middle of hustling
To stop me, you need a big score
Big stash that fills the size of my living room
If I disappear, I'm in the middle of hustling
To stop me, you need a big score or
I need a big stash that fills the size of my living room
180, two-stroke, it goes fast
It's winter but the neighborhood comes alive
The cops, they're too slow
Quechua, neck warmer, heated gloves
I know the dealer, guess who brings it
The green comes down from the Netherlands
Ik ben veilig aangekomen
Believe me, for six figures, we go
Come hang out with the sandmen, if you want to sleep
I'm stuck in the dirt with the same number
It's not my fault if you haven't heard from me in months
Keep your troubles away from me
It's not my fault if you haven't heard from me in months
Keep your troubles away from me
Stories upon stories
Money, money, lots of green bills
I was small and vulgar, I brought trouble home
Blunt after blunt, I ponder in my air bubble
Unlimited mileage, pedal to the metal, I accelerate
And they didn't lend me their hands
I didn't wait for their help
There was no one for me, I was driving the wrong way
As a kid, I saw myself as an astronaut, but I didn't stay small
So I didn't become an astronaut and I roll rockets, not small ones
The kid no longer dreams of a small 50, the sound of the shifter turns him on
Boldness pays off, I arrived without introducing myself
Since I was little in the street, I start with a handicap
Eyes bigger than my stomach, I make the Audi cab's exhaust roar
It's not my fault if you haven't heard from me in months
Keep your troubles away from me
It's not my fault if you haven't heard from me in months
Keep your troubles away from me
Stories upon stories
Money, money, lots of green bills
I was small and vulgar, I brought trouble home
Blunt after blunt, I ponder in my air bubble
Unlimited mileage, pedal to the metal, I accelerate
Stories upon stories
Money, money, lots of green bills
I was small and vulgar, I brought trouble home
Blunt after blunt, I ponder in my air bubble
Unlimited mileage, pedal to the metal, I accelerate
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