[Intro]
Val-de-Marne, you need to know that we have nothing to lose
I only look down in front of my father
They mâ look they think I've changed
But my legs always shake when I see pearls
[Verse 1]
For them it's very worrying
I'm arriving and I'm well prepared
Salam to my traffickers
Who send boxes all over Paris
Brother, we're not pretending
I buy the last Bulgari
One hundred bottles on New Year's Day
Wait, there's my team coming
Oh yes my God I have suffered
Today I can take revenge
You know that once I am six feet under the Earth
It will be too late to change myself
You have to have patience ambition
With us the biff... comes early
Stop acting like a guy
Get overwhelmed with a glass of water
With a glass of water
I actually screwed your mother
I see more in retrospect
Look at the statistics
At the judge no one is happy
Footprints and ballistics
There will be nothing for all these puppets
Reah!
[Chorus]
Band of bitches
The real ones in the street, me representing them (bitch)
No more fights, no more raids (bitch, bitch)
We need millions before they bury us
Rappers are cute, leave me comments
Bunch of bitches
I'm gonna give them the old age card (bitch)
The street took my heart ur, fucked up my youth (bitch, bitch)
In Hell I have my place waiting (band of bitches)
In the meantime we have to leave the tess
[ Verse 2]
In the meantime we have to leave the tess
They found the DNA, latex gloves
I have to do my business, I have to get out of the way
A caliber and forty thousand in the jacket
I need a big cart, the life I'm coming
Baby I'm in the bank
Smoke a cigarette and I'm coming
Fuck your grandmother
I don't care if it rhymes
Gotta fuck everything like the Fezari
Good quality
Have an account like that of Hallyday
All the guys who get smoked
As the baveu says it's just one modality
Mentality: very solid and well organized
br/>You need to stop acting pretty
You're just a vandamned slut
All winter in my cell, I smoke shit
We're going to have to that my khey bring back a hundred grams
And my bottle in the next parlor
I see that in front they are starting to doubt
I told you that had to listen to me
You who thought you were eating in rap
You will only have my cock to taste
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Have you thought about our money, rebeu?
Outside life is hard, rebeu
We're used to seeing big sums, rebeu
The little ones of the tess explode the asphalt
Val-de-Marne, you need to know that we have nothing to lose
I only lower my eyes in front of my father
They look at me They think I've changed
But my legs still shake when I see pearls
Sound for the best
Everyone has mes-ar, mes-ar
We respect everyone
A man's word is worth more than dollars, dollars
I'm one of those with fangs
Don't worry about the business 'we're pros
I don't sit on the throne
Brother in my team we're too much
[Chorus]