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Yo All of my steppers are playing with snow We got the cali, the packs and the blow I've been taking my shooters en route to the show I remember the days I produced on my phone Fuck a Uni, fuck a student loan I'm making money, money now I'm grown I put my girl in Italian clothes We're Bonnie and Clyde when she carries the smoke I told my brother they come and they go I know you miss her but get off the phone I'm straight to the club all my soldiers around me I know we get rowdy but leave us alone I'm spending money I made on my own If you ask how I done it, I really don't know Smoking, I'm faded, they tell me I'm rated But never invite me when everyone goes Look, you ain't truly felt all this buzz We don't care 'bout them but they care 'bout us Rev the ding-dong hot like fuzz We escape from the scene but smell like bud Brought granddad's gun with an olden slug Back the one then pull that plug When I leave my house G I'm risking blood That's my lifestyle please don't judge Letras de canciones Look, I'm out risking four if I carry this blade Sold three eights when I'm carrying one Like, "French you've made it, put it away" But my enemies still carrying one I don't want my dad have to carry his son That's why I dress smart when I carry this You ain't ever seen fate 'til it's up in your face Embrace what the family's done We got the plug We got the (woo) Yeah she a stunner Smoking, I fade away Rolling with shooters and gunners Frais, je le cache, ouais, je le, ah, ouais j'ai la moula Nous, on attaque, et toi, tu défends, et devenez Zouma We got the plug We got the (woo) Yeah she a stunner Smoking, I fade away Rolling with shooters and gunners Frais, je le cache, ouais, je le, ah, ouais j'ai la moula Nous, on attaque, et toi, tu défends, et devenez Zouma Look Used to run 'round town on a mad one Now I got a bad one feeding my meals Young boy really try trap, did he, trap but it never got me nowhere the feeling it kills Sealing a deal Whilst stealing a deal This white boy really been in the field I been caught for assault I ain't tryna go court So I had to stop dealing the pills And I ain't never been a snitch I ain't never been an actor French got sticks, just ask all around me Only white kid in my group 'cause I'm rowdy Swerving four gypsies in an Audi Tell me shit 'bout the life that I live When's the last time your boy's ever been in a move On my life I'm a rap star But my 9boy needs waps So, I'll pick up my phone and my shoes We got the plug We got the (woo) Yeah she a stunner Smoking, I fade away Rolling with shooters and gunners Frais, je le cache, ouais, je le, ah, ouais j'ai la moula Nous, on attaque, et toi, tu défends, et devenez Zouma Fuck up the rave, fuck up the whole crowd Bazzy bop with the boys, fuck up the whole town Can't tell me shit, my sawn-off gotta rise It's lost in its firin', the sound of the woosh Woosh From Letras Mania