I heared it maybe 500 times and it's still fire! Respect from MAROC ! Et je suis revenu l'écouter 2022 , malgré le passage de 12 ans, la chanson est toujours du feu🔥🔥🔥
@@hastkeinmitrederecht5253 ich selber lange castelanne leben . Nicht gefährlich wenn du leben dort oder nir drogen kaufen willst. Cest marseille bebeeeee 🇫🇷🇩🇿🇩🇿
1st verse : Little frenzy, GP800, full helmet I’m coming with my crew, we’re down for the brawl There’s no colonels, only captains, no generals Everybody has balls, but don’t worry, everything goes fine in general, Ok Guirri in the attitude Ghetto youth in my way of carrying myself and talking No time for yappin’ Marseille quartier nord, 9.1 les pyramides Everybody has their middle finger up, we’ll gauge out the eye of the pyramid We’re making it out with the best and les pyramides We think back on all those that are locked up, from Marseille to Paris, all the Guirri Salam Aleykoum (Aleykoum Salam) Chorus (x2) : Ok, this is Marseille Paris (sisi) We don’t talk shit, we’ll do something crazy to you Robberies, beefs, shoot outs This is Marseille-Paris Marseille-Paris 2nd verse : Gangster’s demeanor with my suspicious looking face As soon as you see me, I impose tolerance and respect From Paris to Marseille, the bitches are on our dicks It’s better to walk out of prison than to wear an ankle bracelet We’re selling kilos Slangin is a hobby I don’t have time to neglect my hunger of money Ghetto Star say, we’re making a killing with no gloves Pay your debts, or you’ll die in your teenage years Life is hard, it’s true that she can drive you paranoid The vice of the street can drive you behind bars Behind bars (yeah yeah yeah) Chorus x2 3rd verse : Live from the 91, we’re from the 13.00.3 We’re doing our dirt and in the rap game, we work hard Les pyramides, around here we slang bars of hash Marseille, we hustle in the drug rings The cops would like to arrest us It’s the same thing on every corner Things are shitty everywhere We spit our anger, nigga The instrumental, we’re having group sex with it If you think you’ve got balls, try me Go ahead and hide A price on your head If you’re at the red light, it’s over for you There’s only the mountains that don’t ever meet Only the corpses that don’t fight each other Meditate on that a little There’s only those that have wings that don’t have time Soldier Guirri, you probably know me I contaminated the rap game, it’s normal, it’s not vaccinated Chorus x2 4th verse : Wesh all my guirris We gotta show them how it’s done From Marseille to Paris When it’s all over, you’ll say, yeah it’s so, it’s so guirri Ok, this is keussdi, guirri shout out to all the drug dealers As usual 1D3, the comeback from Les pyramides to Félix Pyat The Mc’s, we’re going to eat them up All of us, I’m starving I fear no one like the 1.4.3 I’m acting up on the instrumental, with a fucking 6.3 He, what did you expect ? We’re the real thugs The bars of hash sellers With dirty money Guirri : an attitude that constitutes, ask Yvan On the porch we dream of (??) Chorus x2 5th verse : My brothers throw stones at the cops I burn the red light, I don’t even wait on the signal My nigga, it’s 1 for my ghetto 2 for this joint We’re hard, we insult you like it’s nothing, we grew up in the ghetto I spit near the mines Crazy is the rhyme T’assumes puis tu te demandes même qu’est-ce qui t’arrives (??) Over here it’s Paris all the way to Marseille If you lose the bet, AK 47 lead shower Ultimate Guérilla Censi millia We come from the same background We gotta make it to a billion You would like to test us because You don’t know what to expect I don’t give a fuck about the haters, they’ll all end up hanging themselves Chorus x2
Chicago Bronx, NY I am not sure how this song ever showed up in my RU-vid feed. I took some French classes in middle school am up in Maine and took a trip to Montreal years ago. I barely understand what these rappers are talking about. What happened to these guys? Did they make it?
le niveau des rimes, sincèrement ça vole vraiment pas très haut. c'est du abcd en fait. et la trahison marseille panam aussi, soit tu es panam soit tu es marseille. wesh toto merguez, choisi ton sandwich avec sauce toto ou sauce merguez, "j'adore ton commentaire, " je suis français", ouai ouai , genre "je suis dans mon lit", je suis juste arrivé dans mon lit en Bulgarie, wesh, toto merguez, j'ai envie de sortir ton blaze dans un de me onz'.... Internet donna la parole aux imbécile, single platine
wala frais, je suis à l'apéro là, j'écoute un peu toutes les merdes qui se sont actuellement avec le vocodeur, à pardon maintenant on dit autotunes, j'écoutes sur internet le top de la premièr radio urbaine à bruxelles "radio kif", bin ouai, tu claques des meufs maquillé siliconé et des rappeurs autotuné partout, comme skyrock hein ...
donc oui, je suis "flar", je continue à suivre déjà eu un mnt: "L"uzine" avec un Z, lourd, regarde un peu ce qu'ils font, du sale, ça vient de montreuil L'uzine, avec un Z
