It takes the Pradell, on the GP and ACP From the city, from the city of the dead In the block it's TP, Cagoule and Salop, it's the northern neighborhoods I'm alone, there's only the family That you plunge, I have zero friends Today is the feast of the dead So take your drill, go *** your death One, two, one, two, there are twenty-two I take the square, buddy, and I cut it in two Only robberies, slapping, pacting, killing It's listening to me and it's rolling honey We finish you off quickly, we avoid them quickly I have an empty heart, in the traffic, there is no pity You don't have to hesitate, do it quickly, buddy Because betrayal goes fast We love snitches, I won't be able to tell you everything The MCs talk, you just have to dance, that's all I told you they were going to *** you We hear that you pay, we make them ten holes You have the hatred, it grows, you know it We can count on you, there's never enough We live a long life, and for me, we spit There are teams that sleep, they are guitarized Cagoule, I'm talking about the GS It's 7 p.m. on the S You're going to dance, one, two, three Twenty o'clock, your head explodes Soon in the sharks, soon in your city, soon in your 4 They want your happiness, but they would like to kill you Soon, we're all going to kill them On the TR, it's the street, it's the zebral dance On a GS, a panoramic view Each one is 6'37, it's cagoule, it's ***ed, it's an automatic R, R, R, there is R, there is the cover at the entrance Only valiant, cagoule, we are more than ready At the moment, we are matrixed, there are a lot of actors and a lot of Legibull Every time you can go up, these sons of bitches would like you to cool We are all hooded, ready to make you jump, teams equipped In Ariadne's house, sharp blades, I saw men who screamed men In the end, they are too machinists It's more than Baltimore, all the miradors, from the neighborhood to the Rotor There is never time to die, I'm jealous, but we did it alone Http, we want a baton, we want to pierce the shell Winter as it was, that it turns in the block, this year prevailed in the block Hooded, KND will kiss, that's how we shock them Brush your teeth in the cold, on the floor, the seller takes a dump, you'll have to do the cleaning Kill a robbery, pactage, slapping, if you pay directly, they spit on you If I hit their heads, there will be nothing ironic, to burn them in the pharmaceutical It will be us at the entrance, in the game, cagoule, we are Mogambino, aham, it sucks Cagoule, I'm talking about GS, it's 7pm, the S You're going to dance, hundo stress, 20h, it's going to blow your head Soon in the sharks, soon in your city, soon in your hood They want your happiness, but they would like to kill you, soon we will all kill them It's the street, it's the dance of the Brolic, on a GS, a panoramic view Each one his 637, his cagoule, his balls, his name in the matrix There is the cover at the entrance, of the valiant cagoule, and we are more than ready