(Feat Gradur)
[Intro: Lacrim & Gradur]
Bah yeah (Boma Ye)
Bah yeah
Bah yeah (paw, paw)
Bah yeah (5 -9, 9-4)
Bah yeah
Bah yeah (it's war)
Bah yeah (yes it's war)
Bah yeah
[Verse 1: Lacrim]
The little ones stoned the condés
It's pure big, you're going to make an OD
We need the euro, my darling
br/>Rebeus we pie the veiled wheel
The world is small so that you can see everything
Our music and our drugs are everywhere
We don't have time, it You have to love my nigga your niggas
You have to have balls to do it
Walk with a gun
My brother if you have a cold heart, you will go tan in Hell
From 11.43 for your gorillas
We have gold records, you're all rotten
We took everything, you just have to do
From the pickpocket on a tourist
Never tired
Blowtorch, don't talk to us about a lighter
Yeah tell them my sheguey, there's some Audemars-Piguet
New things- four to five-nine we're going to sting them all
[Chorus: Lacrim & Gradur](x2)
Thugs (nigga, nigga, nigga), thugs (eh, eh)
A special cial for all the cities
Who sell money and who shelter real thugs
[Bridge: Lacrim & Gradur]
Well yeah, it's war (Boma Ye)
Well yeah, it's war (Boma Ye)
Bah yeah, it's war (paw, paw)
Bah yeah, it's war (5-9, 9- 4)
Well yeah, it's war
Well yeah, it's war (it's war)
Well yeah, it's war (yes it's war)
Well yeah, it's war
[Verse 2: Gradur]
On the road to success I arrive in a racing car
Like pure , we'll dissolve you if you're solid
Your rude niggas, Prada, Louis V, Gucci
Strike from the rock-Ma nigga no bullshit
I have the balls and the empty look
But pockets full like the bullets of the AK
¡Cállate la boca!, for my mwana mboka
Litrons of weed, yes, hidden in the ve- ca
We lost a lot of weight, it's all the deficiencies
Drink your weed, shit, coke at two forty
We can blow you up worse than Teddy Tamgho
I I've got the gun for Rambo, why do abs?
We'll punch, we'll punch your ribcage
We'll fuck your daughter in your bed, dirty racist
The success touched me not yet death
I'm sending them to the scene mi amor, gold record
You're screwed, you haven't done anything in the neighborhood
You complained, you told your friends, we know your deposit'
My shegueys, my chappas in the car
Calibrated in the future, pick it up savo', in vitro fertilization
[Chorus: Lacrim & Gradur](x2)
[Bridge: Lacrim & Gradur]
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