Yeah, some thug sound for your ride
Senegalese Ruskov Molotov
Seth Gueko Néochrome, Sefyu
Rec check check check
Some you-voi sound for your boomers
Rap for the connoisseurs not
For the big lickers
We come from the boiling projects
It's shooting, huh? But it's
Twice nothing you wanted an F1
You'll get a wheelchair
Carnival punch
You're going to leave with two fake kidneys
I'll trade your watch for
A burning peach
We come from the boiling projects
It's shooting, huh? But it's
Twice nothing you wanted an F1
You'll get a wheelchair
Carnival punch
You're going to leave with two fake kidneys
I'll trade your watch for
A burning peach

Here it's Blakos vatos lokos gringos
No Smirnoff, just juice
I hang out with the kids
Senegal Ruskov, the kids
Call me niggas boloss, Aulnay Sous
93 it's not the West Coast
I talk, butt of the gun
Hurry up you're getting swollen
I put bumps, boss rap
Empty your pockets, I want your Porsche
Go ahead touch wood, I touch
Your wet pussy
Let the sauce flow, rapper X
Sefyu Moloteuch crouille
Scam Academy like Aliagas Nikos
Just give a pascal to smoke Jean-Pascal
(crr) you know it's
(crr)
You want some (crr) It's Molo who? Molo (crr)
Oh! (crr, crr, crr) Unloads his manuscr (crr)
My flow turns on Paname, in
The middle of Trafalgar blows, of bananas
In the middle of Greeks, pitbulls of the Halles
My fire burns like the third war in 45
2045, I'm worth 3493 years crouille
Shouldn't have let me out
The Full Cylinder
American rap is going to get
Rear-ended
A fake checkbook in the seroual
Every day is Christmas
I want more money than OM
Or than Michael Owen
Hallelujah! The money I'm always
Gone where there is
We make ourselves understood by the douillas

Don't play Tabatha or we'll kill you late ba
Yeah! My guys kill each other
We are annoying stubborn
Hachek don't come check me if your
Fingers smell like ass
Don't be grumpy
I also come from a vard-cre site
A white guy with a val-che dick

We come from the boiling projects
It's shooting, huh? But it's
Twice nothing you wanted an F1
You'll get a wheelchair
Carnival punch
You're going to leave with two fake kidneys
I'll trade your watch for
A burning peach
We come from the boiling projects
It's shooting, huh? But it's
Twice nothing you wanted an F1
You'll get a wheelchair
Carnival punch
You're going to leave with two fake kidneys
I'll trade your watch for
A burning peach

Either you pay, or I behead like in Iraq
Listed on the stock exchange, it's not a CAC40
But 93CAC
We kick, before calling me clean your coke
Coco rap is like bowling we
Can only do strikes, shut up
You're peppy there's no shell
In my shocked coconut
Hey hafrit, I come from Africa, batala fuck
NCC is my block, G8 lower your pants
Charming Glock, Waligen, wali wali fuck
Kid I come to spread your parts
Burst the turntables
We like to squat in parking lots
And tart the catines
We are far from mourning crime
We have the eye of the tiger
A late-pé above the balls not
A fig leaf
Pray for the guns to jam
Don't tune in to 635 FM
Or I'll shoot your ears
In my zone money reigns
We make money when you sleep
Before the sun rises
Before the cops come
Love is like war because I
Shoot with cannons
With a bike you can't crush a truck
I don't toast to your health
There's poison in your drink
Let's see, don't try to drown a fish!
You'll never have enough cash money
To be spared if you break my nose
Stop your monkey business
You're in fine lingerie under your baggy
Don't act crazy on my messaging

We come from the boiling projects
It's shooting, huh? But it's
Twice nothing you wanted an F1
You'll get a wheelchair
Carnival punch
You're going to leave with two fake kidneys
I'll trade your watch for
A burning peach
We come from the boiling projects
It's shooting, huh? But it's
Twice nothing you wanted an F1
You'll get a wheelchair
Carnival punch
You're going to leave with two fake kidneys
I'll trade your watch for
A burning peach

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