Message from a big chick
At the moment when I think about my worries
I'm pacing around the house
A little worn out, I write cousin
I'm moving my arms, a little crazy you know
I know the future is dark, like your virgin ass
Taga taga, zitoun, paki, afghan, coco, be-her, co-mer
We sold in the city under Jack a pissed off to the Mayor
Salam, salam I invite you, banana, banana for your bitch
On the asphalt we navigate, test we come where you live

Free So
Free VIP
Free Lino and Zepek
My sisters are too many, I can't name them all
Without you it's fucked, but we're going to fuck everything up
Without you it's fucked, but we're going to fuck everything up
Tomorrow I'm going to steal, the day after tomorrow I'm going to steal
Only dealing qué pasa, robbing to bring dinner
Only sisters in the city, ask God for forgiveness
Sincere smile on my son's cheeks
You don't like me you criticize me, you show off
My manners my sisters to the challenge

F for the flow, 4 for the pot exits
3 like Ralph' Lau', 0 snitch in my ghetto
Left the basement passing through the bando
When I see money, it turns me on
Surrounded by mine, only trafficked
You want to smoke? Only good weed
Jet number one and falls asleep without two and a half
We don't want the Trojan horse, we want the one from Ferrari
We don't show off on the square, we sold even in Paris
PNL, IGD, only family, on my life, signed the zeur-mi

Big puff of kush, it gives punch
I'm going back to mimi, I'm fed up I have to pray
Too good is the weed, so I roll and think
About how to spend the money, if one day I had the llion-mi

You recognized Moha from the 2MZ, bro come I'll take you
Igo Louboutin Philipp Plein, on the ship we are full
If I was Donny I'd slap dinar-dinar, igo, I leave you Valentina-tina
When we're there, you talk china-china
I want the world chico, yeah yeah I want the bills
From the top of my 17 years, brother, I'm going to fold them all
Too often I have a headache
For your dose you have to go to the tess
Be careful here it's not a party
And at the moment it's too often the hess

You're a big shit don't play the gangster
I fined you I saw your gang shut up
The little ones play the big ones, they call their big brothers
If the hess holds you, put on the gloves brother
Pay us cash don't pay us with a slingshot
Corbeil it raps big you don't have to worry
I set fire in the studio as in concert
If you wish me my fall I wish you cancer
I'm not a smoker I'm not a tobacconist, yet I can only make hits
Little shit you'll end up under my soles anyway
Even if you let your beard grow
You fucked up your plan A for money, you don't want to get shot
Your nights are haunted by the last class A
So let it go or else move on to plan B

Too much tendency to sleep in life you have to get up early you can't snooze
You don't need to tell me anything the good manners I haven't forgotten them
It's the world chico, so goes life do your stuff igo
But think about the mif' it's the squad my big the hustle for life, laid back there's my squad
Wigged in the binks, tinted windows, white smoke
Big songs that hurt, it's normal that I think
Think about making your bills, respect yourself, don't forget
Even if you fall you have to move forward
The zoo in my heart I can't forget it (never)
It's Double O, it's my squad

Only family in the bat', QLF NDA
I'm towards Alicanta, the island of the tenta, return in the benda
I can only do the taga, up from Malaga, sheitana how beautiful
Hate me, do something to me (hate me, hate me)
I go out for the flouz, I come back after a trip (well marked I'm paranoid)
Ilinas, I sell, IGD Gang, F4.30, only the miff' gang

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