I'm in the hood, I'm a real man LAS, LAS 2-6 My father is a shark in an aqua 2-6-0 on the right way Baby he knows, I've got two Aytra Give me a Troll, I'll wade it It's LAS, wade it For a little pick, *** a big team I like whiskey, especially when it's hot Born in the hood, we grew up fast Down the block, I forget to pray to Mary No ditches, there's one that's brown I'm happy when the bills come Oli, diesel, I won't leave without the money Oli, blue sky, like Napoli's jersey Oli, I dig in the top of the hill I won't leave without the money I won't leave without the money I won't leave without the money I slept, there's a pass to make It's for the myth, if we go to hell Old, poor, ice-cold field to make My mom used to tell me, don't do without it You talk a lot, but you hit without air I don't even smoke if you don't give me a break I roll it in Morocco, zero carrots I want the black hand and the baroque deco Come to Carod, break the bank There are guitarists, but there is no rock 18 carats, ace of diamonds White from the hood, captain to others I'm a ***, I don't drink red anymore I make my palos, *** the bastards I make belek, the police hits And my B.E.L. hits It's become football, it's not even rap anymore Books that make money, it's rap I make money, I don't want to do rap Wet 30 kilos, little *** I lost weight, but I gained 3 kilos I see the time passing, no time for philosophy Not in the net Oli, diesel, I won't leave without the money Oli, blue sky, like Napoli's jersey Oli, I keep it in the top of the package I won't leave without the money Oli, I won't leave without the money Oli, blue sky, like Napoli's jersey I keep it in the top of the package I won't leave without the money I won't leave without the money