S/o to Amine
2-2, Corleone
67, LZ

I never let my guard down (hey) and now I'm preparing a quick hit (brr)
At customs, I keep a low profile like ten kilos of re-p' in a stroller
Don't play mafia with us, you'll get beaten by a skinny kid
I have a Glock 17 (brr) I never called the 17 (brr, brr)
You know the motto, a real DZ is worth a dozen (dozen)
And now I have products to detail, weigh, bag up, bring back the mizen
We've done some le-sa in our lives to dodge misery (splash)
You'll have to get used to it, I walk with God, not with Lucifer (pah)
I want peace for Gaza, I was born three years after the intifada
You can feed ten families just for the price of a pair of Prada (pair of Prada)
With the khos we grew up too fast, if you're mine, I'll take your skates (I'll take your skates)

Now, I sell CDs like crazy, I fill the stands (brr)
Fuck a high-ranking (hey) I aim for the head, the impact hit his fade
Cartier glasses, gradient lenses
Stealthy as if I'm escaping, no more soul, they have to sell them off
Don't sell off the codé', I could screw the gueus-sh' blindfolded
You pull out the blade of the folding knife, to avoid planting it
I have the cardio of Kanté, the goalie comes out, the lob, have to try it
I cut, I have Dante's blade, it looks like the prods come from haunted houses

Corleone, ASHE 2-2, I counted plates of teu' and packs of weed
Large amount in the blue cards (cash) 667, LZ, Totti, only blue cards (nion)
These sons of bitches want to scare us from very high, fear of no one except the very high
Real negro since the playground days, in the matrix, I feel like I'm Neo
S/o the negro sect, s/o the three letters (ekip, ekip, ekip, ekip)
Cryptocurrency stored in wallets
Negro, I need Bushati's cash (cash) bitch I need Ice-T's money (cash)
Hooded, Cartier Santos, I arrive at the linen like Pooh Shiesty
Bank account with a lot of zeros (han) first half, we put them 4-0
Killu' for life, fuck the pedo networks, s/o Karl Zero
Chen Zen, general (han) I feel like Vybz in Gaza
Anti-dajjal music, s/o to Saza
Fuck them for life as if I live in Gaza (Gaza)

Now, I sell CDs like crazy, I fill the stands (brr)
Fuck a high-ranking (hey) I aim for the head, the impact hit his fade
Cartier glasses, gradient lenses
Stealthy as if I'm escaping, no more soul, they have to sell them off
Don't sell off the codé', I could screw the gueus-sh' blindfolded
You pull out the blade of the folding knife, to avoid planting it
I have the cardio of Kanté, the goalie comes out, the lob, have to try it
I cut, I have Dante's blade, it looks like the prods come from haunted houses

I fill the stands
Fuck a high-ranking (hey) I aim for the head, the impact hit his fade
Cartier glasses, gradient lenses
Stealthy as if I'm escaping, no more soul, they have to sell them off
Don't sell off the codé', I could screw the gueus-sh' blindfolded
You pull out the blade of the folding knife, to avoid planting it
I have the cardio of Kanté, the goalie comes out, the lob, have to try it
I cut, I have Dante's blade, it looks like the prods come from haunted houses

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