[Part 1: Safraoui & Jamal] In the jersey Jamal Musiala I make on orthopedist My gun never empty, Chaye, everyone knows it only loads Acting on [?] Run from police, Akhi, 7ash rabak, ah Born in the jungle Caught in the giant pack In head lands bullet Choya, no money for hotel Steal the tns in a stairwell That's Harraga sound, rich or live for years in the prison Chaye, poison in the settlement Hagras with Abdelrahim, the main thing, mother is healthy Escape with RS6, throw all the stuff away No ticket, Akhi, never bunker under your bed [?] Maghreb, live mentality count money, live late, Moroccan from Africa [Hook: Jamal & Alim] In the suit of Paris Saint-Germain Poison the settlement, hash from Ketama In the suit of Paris Saint-Germain Poisoning the settlement, hash from Ketama [Part 2: Alim] Want to get out of the settlement, bunker the weed and Run from the cops, shoot Protection money from Spielos, am not in the negative Runner running around with packs on street Guys from the block stabbing for no reason Gun make you dumb Illegal business, that's why the bills are colorful That's why the bills are colorful Put seven in your body like a deranged man. Straighten up or I'll become a killer For customers I am helping elf like Timmy Turner Dance with the devil and rip his horns off Crack safes like sunflower seeds Always on the slippery slope, that's how I get money Me and my boys are caught in the cycle [Hook: Jamal & Alim] In the suit of Paris Saint-Germain Poisoning the settlement, hash from Ketama In the suit of Paris Saint-Germain Poisoning the settlement, hash from Ketama [Part 3: Veysel] No matter who you are, the price remains the same Local brothers make money here with coke Policemen are making rounds, I see the same thing every day. The hunger is so big, that's why we are selling. Only local boys understand what we're talking about Conflicts over money, so pray for your life Get whoever you want, there's nothing left to sort out The safety's off and the gun's ready to sweep you away. Destroy the evidence before the search arrives. Just before midnight, my cousin's busting some chests. Mama warned him, "Stay out of trouble." The street seduces, Akhi, they call her bitch For money and pussy, on my block too much drama Never on the slippery slope again, I'm getting us out of here, Mama And if I don't come no more, under the bed is the money The end tastes so bitter, but that's how it goes on the streets [Hook: Jamal & Alim] In the suit of Paris Saint-Germain Poison the settlement, hash from Ketama In the suit of Paris Saint-Germain Poisoning the settlement, hash from Ketama [Part 4: Jamal] In the night the devil comes to you And he whispers, "Make money" Ah, one more stab and the bastard, he dies And he stands then before, stands then before, stands then before- Put the blade in his belly ruthlessly Talking on your cell phone, but telling me about being smart. Run in, split up, bitches are on coke Not even twenty euros open and I hit on head The Hood will make you cold, the Hood will make you rich. Maybe the Hood will dig your grave. We'll settle this by force. The day will come and you'll run away from your punishment. You don't show your face. Just a matter of time and then I'll get your ass. There'll be stitches for you One more time in his flesh and then dig his grave [Outro: Jamal] Uhh, pay attention Cause the cop's on stakeout, he's on stakeout Cause the cop's watching here, watching here (Lyrics not 100% correct)
