Tell me, who among you is real?
And who among you pushes kilos?
Who among you can feel what I rap?

In my quarter, crates are quickly stretched
We hide the businesses
Man, we work undercover, a big sip for the police
I've learned, do it yourself, because when money plays a role
Because money rolls in my (?), messed up world, Asa7bi
How are you without Flouz?
Pockets wellou, hand to mouth
Underground, a life without dough is never healthy
Pack it up and bunker pounds
Vacuumed, I make my rounds
And if I smell cops, I suddenly disappear
In a Punto, eyes sparkle
Customers sometimes wait hours for O.G.
Nique la police, baba Narc from Napoli
Tell me, who among you is real?
Who among you understands when I talk about the street?
I do it like Nimo
He pulls a lot of Flouz in the booth
From now on, never again bunkering, man, enough of misery
I'm fed up with life and all that other stuff
Success wants to change me, but I stay true to the street, ey

We are real, no fakes like you
Every rapper acts real, but no one is like us, ey
Meet me in my quarter with OGs
Underground parking, push weed, where the police can't see me, yes
Tax-free, I make cash, don't know any different, bro
Risk my ass every day anew
No, not a cent is given away, you can move on
Come on, let's test who runs faster

Tell me, who among you is real?
Who among you distributes and who among you is Müşteri?
I do it like all the hoodies, illegally on a tax-free basis
Hard to believe, but this Arab breeds Haze
Remember my name: O.G., Mouz under the hoodie
I learned at a young age, make your Flouz under the table
Because with football it's nothing and you can forget about school
After the sixth grade, I was dealing with a Driton
Sniff, fuck, big Jibbits, spliff in the picnic and tip the Jacky
In the meantime, Kim massages my sip with her lips, ah
I'm doing well, as I said
Years in prison, but for me it's running from now on (?) no matter
Bro, (?) and pay, but don't talk to me
Why are you acting tough when your dad picks up the combo?
The motherfucker made it big
Day and night on the block
And when the police come
Nik (?) and I can't speak German, Dicka
Flow like no other, fee for the lawyer, bro
I'm street, 24 hours on the hunt, ey

We are real, no fakes like you
Every rapper acts real, but no one is like us, ey
Meet me in my quarter with OGs
Underground parking, push weed, where the police can't see me, yes
Tax-free, I make cash, don't know any different, bro
Risk my ass every day anew
No, not a cent is given away, you can move on
Come on, let's test who runs faster

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