Ayy, DM1, you're a madman
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Nadda, Nadda
Yo
Free all my dargs, I miss 'em a lot
I spent my childhood drillin' on opps
We ride on guys with spinners and Glock
Bro rise up bine, he's filling him up
I rise up knives, I'm chinging 'em up
Chinging 'em up, chinging 'em up (Ying that, Ying that)
(Fuck the Lane, and fuck the Stone, and fuck the South
They keep singing on us)
They took Lil A and it broke my heart
Got bits of light, got cro', got dark
Everyday I tell mum that it's all for her
'Cah I love her to death and she holds my heart
How could I die to a punk on the roads?
I'ma shoot his bro watch his soul depart
Popsy said "That's just a phase"
So I pray to Allah that this phase just pass
Ayo, dis-moi qu'est-ce qui se passe?
Y'a les condés qui ont bloqué la cité
Mais frérots il faut que ça passe
J'envoie bosseur vi-sser les clients
Ca fait rager l'équipe dans face
J'envoie le gang assouvir ma vengeance
J'paie le double s'ils sont efficaces
J'paie le double s'ils sont efficaces
Son pote se l'est pris dans la tête
La [?], ils dormiront moins bête
J'arrive * ouvre la fenêtre
C'est un fake, c'est un putain d'traître
Dans mon dos y'a trop de "Snakes"
J'veux appuyer sur "Escape"
En léger, j'appuie sur la détente
T'inquiètes même pas j'sais me défendre
Hello, it's me, I caused numerous "Section 60"
Step with the Xori or step with the Mindi
I ain't Somali, but I'm a Mali
Cah I been with the Malis since 15
Let me get Biris and Hilib, no Swiss Cheese
Upti', lemme get a drop please quickly
Gang got bricks from the best Rice Krispie
I cross that border and cut that corner
Ching that fucker, leave him torn-up
Me and ChingDat, violent disorder
He nearly died, got left with trauma
4 on 20, the gang's still cheffy
The punk nearly died by a taste of ...
Long nose, 38. jammed on ...
Should have brought that .9, that's a lose aswell
Le client "Touch Down"
L'ennemi s'fait "Gunned down"
Les échos, les Guns Sounds
En prison, le lockdown
Nique sa mère toutes ces p*tes
J'suis un boss dans ma "Hometown"
30 000€ cash dans une Rolex Bussdown
Big Telegram tu connais l'ambiance
J'fais kiffer les clients sous filtré
Devant chez moi les ient-clis dansent
J'ai vendu un tas de stupéfiants
J'me suis rempli la panse
Mes opps font le Tour de France
Et ma musique fait l'Tour de France
Bientôt mon pote on mène la danse
If you want it, then chase it
It's all about time, it's all about patience
Guys ain't on shit, let's face it
I stay silent till it's time for the shavings
Et dans ma ville on s'tire dessus
La drogua, le trafic de stup'
Pour S* y'a pas d'respawn
Il est bien dead ce fils de p*te
I stabbed *, nearly made him famous
I stabbed *, nearly made him famous
Bro shoots bodies and bro shoots faces
Dead boy, went on the run like Tay-K
J'voulais la vie de rêve j'ai eu la vie de Sosa
Mais j'suis OP, j'vend la Cali avec tous mes lossas