Pistons vs pacers : traduction de Français vers Anglais
Yes yes, Philly Flingo
Crimi, let's go
Don Dada
I do my business in sound (the sound)
Like Nepal I do my business in the background (the background)
Because Marianne wants to play the miss (yeah, yeah)
Great music that's masterpieces and money (cash)
Fuck the freestyles on a platform
All these rappers are my little sisters, I chaperone
Like a hookah, I hustle
Every day, except Monday (except Monday)
I'm like Pete Sampras (Pete, Pete) in 90
It's the grand slam, Lionel Messi, Lebron James (Lionel Messi)
Need big checks, a joint album with Daddy Angel (with Daddy Angel)
A private life like the jet (jet)
Choreographed like the sheik
The shit is oily like the thieb (thieb)
We got boycotted like the third world (world, world)
It's not really time to complain anymore
If you're a hustler, fill up
You need this butter and this bread
They will never like this color and this complexion
For money, we fight (we fight, we fight)
Like the Pistons and the Pacers (like the Pistons and the Pacers)
When my bundle gets thicker (when my bundle gets thicker)
It's like the effect of an anti-depressant (ta, ta, ta)
For money we fight (wild, wild, savagery)
Like the Pistons and the Pacers (gang, gang, gang, gang)
For money we fight (the fight, the fight, the fight, the fight)
Like the Pistons and the Pacers (woo, woo, woo, woo)
R.A.S, hey
Without our ancestors, without our ancestors, France would still be occupied land
Operation leader, action, there's nothing glorious about dealing and racking up convictions (gang)
Death penalty for pedophiles and it's possible by stoning (strong)
Didn't you understand? Sexual assault doesn't just mean penetration (let's go)
From this world to paradise it's a long journey
When the devil gets involved, it becomes tragic (woo)
You sold your soul to make money
To make rap, damn it's tragic (crazy)
Beware of the anger of a patient man (wild)
Here, it's Criminal Maupassant
Hey Alpha pass the salam to Nekfeu, Doums, my sure guys in passing (R.A.S. Gang)
Don't let your son hang around (piou, piou) day or night (the shooters)
When you have what everyone wants, you quickly make enemies (gang)
It's not really time to complain anymore
If you're a hustler, fill up
You need this butter and this bread
They will never like this color and this complexion
For money, we fight (wild, wild, savagery)
Like the Pistons and the Pacers (gang, gang, woo)
When my bundle gets thicker (when my bundle gets thicker)
It's like the effect of an anti-depressant (ta, ta, ta)
For money we fight (wild, wild, savagery)
Like the Pistons and the Pacers (gang, gang, gang, gang)
For money we fight (the fight, the fight, the fight, the fight)
Like the Pistons and the Pacers (woo, woo, woo, woo)
You have to include me in the top
Hardcore in the paint
Thank you Salvator for the belt
I read the stock market reports
I need to bring food
A flame comes out of my mouth
A woman comes out of my shower
(Don Dada Mixtape)
Joint album with Daft Punk (woo, woo)
I'm in the Merc with Reda Prince (boom, boom)
We are the shooters, here, bullets rain (pew, pew, the shooters)
She tells me "baby, please, buy me a drink" (hahahaha)