[Refrain - Lacrim:]
Je n'me suis toujours pas repos
Je n'me suis toujours pas repos nan
[Lacrim:]
J'ai fait du bien ils m'ont mordu la main ces fils de pute
Ma confiance s'est fait baise, j'avais le cur plus gros qu'le ventre
Oui je vais chahed si j'ai le canon sur la tempe
Pour avoir la bijouterie j'dormais devant, j'en avais des crampes
Roro (roro), lovs (lovs), diamants (diamants)
J'voulais tout baiser gros j'ai fait comme toi j'ai regard Scarface
Des peines (des peines), des larmes (des larmes), des morts (des morts)
On s'est fait la bise, on s'est jur unit pour la vie
Mais les vrais amis, entre eux ne comptent pas
On s'tait promis, l y'a des contrats
Te faire dans ton lit, devant les rents-pa, nan, nan
Le biff' nous rend fous, la street bousille les mmes
Mais y'a cette putain de Kalash' veut toujours avoir le dernier mot
Partout c'est la mme, mon Chevilly-Larue
La banlieue toute entire frrot
[Refrain]
[Young Breed:]
Uptown, Double M
Black money on it
Black Bottle Boy
Maybach Music
I been in them streets, I been in them Benzes (skurt)
I been on the boat with the plot, n***a I'm still in position
Body be dropping, we get straight to the business
I been in this sh** for a minute, n***a I'm still independent
No soul selling, no a bunch of old fellas
When you do your thang without telling that's a gold medal (salute)
Still got Glock fourty still got that mac eleven
Still a bad b**h it been that way since ninety-seven
Got the pills, got the white, got the molly n***a
When I drop it off, we gon' need a dolly n***a
I'm heavy in it, I need every penny
To jail back, I ain't never sleeping
I rock all my j**els, I'm a f**ing boss
Everywhere I go, I told my f**ing...
This a f**ing problem, I can see them dollars (see it)
Every time I pop a pill, I can feel the power
[Refrain]
[Billy Blue:]
(Lacrim, A.W.A the mafia my n***a
MCMG we out here)
Prisoners in war we k** 'em all
When it came to that biz sh** these n***as know who to call
Don't f** around with my dope
I ain't there when you wanna stole
I have no heart I don't forgive
We take you with me how you kiss
'Cause when we come it ain't no game
Just know I live for this sh**
Lord knows I got enemies
I feel sorry for them n***as
You say what gon' do to me
And I how I love my n***as
'Cause everybody's gangsta
'Till it's time to do some gangsta sh**
Throw it up, who you banging with
Ain't nobody saying sh**
And I like it like this
f** you and your feelings, you a b**h
n***as ball like this, reckless
'Cause I'm on like this
Suicide k**ers anytime I call, I ball like that
It's a jungle out here, real talk
These n***as get serve like that (like that, like that)
With the world like that, what you heard like that
Don't talk like that (like that, like that)
That's how these p**y n***as I treat get murdered like that
Playing with some real k**ers
And Lord knows I ride for my n***as
[Refrain]
[YT Triz:]
(It's YT MP BMG sh**, n***a
Crime what to do for, YT)
Doing numbers like a calculator
Rain it up, just ain't paper
Two straps like Tomb Raider
I read the n***as like the newspapers
Still hungry for that blue money
n***a keep fool like the fridgerator
False n***as tryna take me out
But I came back like I'm Terminator
Young n***a with that angel soul
Take a nine no to keep a nine
Whole lot for a little money
Selling sh** like BestBuy
Never waited on an escort
'Fore I start n***a I'm a stress man
On a road, word, wait up
Stand praying up like it's game time (swear to God)
Roommate with that candle
Pull up on you, what's hatnin'?
All money like...
Throwing play, play...
f** n***as can't stand me
I don't really understand 'em
I ain't really got no memories
Shoot a n***a no camera
[Rimkus:]
On a la dalle mon gros faut tout plier comme les Corleone
Discret, eux chaque pa**e ils crient "ol"
Eh, on s'en bat les couilles qui t'es, qui tu connais, sans dconner
J'ai pas d'Brinks ni d'tonne mon actif mais j'ai donn
La crave-bi, les braquos, les embrouilles
Les petites tarlouses ouais les sans-couilles, j'connais
Mme si j'ai pas us les cent douilles, tu t'en doutes
Que si tu joues trop poto on va t'couler, soul
Par tous ces btards qui bavent sur nous, les
Balles pleuvent, wesh les gars, pas d'bluff
Ils joueront les fous jusqu'au jour o...
Y'a pas d'seufs qui vont nous faire perdre c'qu'on a pill
Outills, ils sont venus briser du verre Place Vendme habill
Hein, c'est l'appt du gain qui nous a bousills
Pour rien a sort le canon sci
Toujours le mme de aot juillet
Tu voulais la rue l poto t'y es