[Verse 1]
Kilogra', kilogra'
Kilograms in the trunk, we come back from Ketama
Kilometers, kilometers
Kilometers traveled to get there
Kalash pointed at Khoya's temple life is a coin toss
In the neighborhood I was only good at selling, I was a distributor like Musicast
Sad to ©era, sad era
Where these fucking loux-ja talk about everything they don't have
The tits-pe don't even rap anymore
Sing about ke-zou or Kizomba
Bribe, bribe
Bribe, in my pocket: officers and supervisors *They are beautiful*
What to rap, what to rap
What to rap but in front: trembling, stuttering
[Chorus]
Finished, finished
Finished, your old banker told you: Terminus
J 'leave my car with the valet, me who was struggling at the bus stop
Beat the balls, beat the balls
Started from nothing, khoya I was born in the 7-8
You want to smoke Fouiny?
Pa ni pwoblem, guys hurry up
[Verse 2]
I don't give a damn, beat your kidneys
Beat kidneys, starting from nothing I just had the smell
Galleyman, galley slave aims for the heights
A knife stuck in the back
With a flow like that
I'm farhan as if I had won the Lottery
And all these jealous people are green, the swag to Piccolo
Light up, light up
Light up, it seems that your khos s 'are turned on
Rap is like a brother in the hole, your partner you have to assume it
Broliqués, broliqués
Broliqués, and everything the tits-pe have grown up
The judge did not do me any favors, in Bois d'Ar' my hatred flourished
[Chorus] (x2)
Finished, finished
Finished, your old banker told you: Terminus
I'm leaving my car with the valet, me who was struggling at the bus stop
Beat the balls, beat them balls
Started from nothing, khoya I was born in the 7-8
You want to smoke Fouiny?
No problem, guys hurry up
[Verse 3]
Finished, finished
Finished, the prosecutor told you: Terminus
Determined, I exterminated them, little the throne is in cactus
Favelas, watch your back kid or you'll end up like Jon Snow
Little ones grow up with Snap
I knew the ghost parlors
1 million, 2 million, 3 million, 10 million
For me it's never enough
Rebellion, rebellion
Rebellion, and the big conds are getting stoned
No pressure, no pressure
br/>No pressure my lawyer saves me from the bracelet
You better shut your mouth or we will finish you
[Chorus] (x2)
Finished, finished
Finished, your old banker told you: Terminus
I'm leaving my car with the valet, me who was struggling at the bus stop
Beat the balls, beat them balls
Started from nothing, khoya I was born in the 7-8
You want to smoke Fouiny?
No problem, guys hurry up

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