BRNBQ [English translation]

[Verse 1]

The smell of a bag of weed, that you can smell in the entire staircase

Brothers who don't do transports but who'll bring you home if you like

Without a normal job, they invent one

What they don't have, they take

Young stones on young boobs, packets in bras of young women

Outside when the block is asleep, money doesn't sleep, at night

We smoke 10 grams, fuck Cow-Boys, THC remind us of Fruit-Joy

These stairs are our throne, they're speaking the language we're speaking

My brothers, they became dads a little too young

They grow older in a cell or in a bar

Some become stars

Some never get away from here

And they dream about lives different from these

While a cop is asking them about where they're dealing

Everyone acts like they have no idea

As if nothing has ever happened

[Bridge]

Good guys in bad neighbourhoods

Smoking and speaking different languages but they don't talk to the cops here

Doing things that are better not said

Doing things that are better not done

Good guys in bad neighboordhoods

[Chorus]

No, mom, don't worry

I'm only going out for a walk with the good guys

Racing in a Audi at 3 o'clock in the morning

God doesn't sees them down here

Behind these blue canopies, so they don't pray anymore

[Verse 2]

High palaces like Watussi, Armani shirts, Gucci belts

Boys moving quickly in that stampede, butterfly in the packets

Well-dressed in shitty neighbourhoods, G inside of the sweater, G on the sweater

Since we were kids with broken handlebars on the Graziella, now they're moving around hastily

All of my friends are, yeah, good guys

Good yeah, as long as you don't mess up, good yeah, as long as you pay them, as long as you don't cheat

For the money, they become bastards, they don't look at anyone directly

They don't look directly towards the future because there's none here

We're leaving, yeah, away from these porches that smell like piss

We're going out, yeah, with that bitch with the Krizia bag

Good guys in the hood don't get justice

Good guys in the hood take justice in their own hands

[Bridge]

Good guys in bad neighbourhoods

Smoking and speaking different languages but they don't talk to the cops here

Doing things that are better not said

Doing things that are better not done

Good guys in bad neighboordhoods

[Chorus]

No, mom, don't worry

I'm only going out for a walk with the good guys

Racing in a Audi at 3 o'clock in the morning

God doesn't sees them down here

Behind these blue canopies, so they don't pray anymore

[Bridge]

Good guys in bad neighbourhoods

Smoking and speaking different languages but they don't talk to the cops here

Doing things that are better not said

Doing things that are better not done

Good guys in bad neighboordhoods

[Chorus]

No, mom, don't worry

I'm only going out for a walk with the good guys

Racing in a Audi at 3 o'clock in the morning

God doesn't sees them down here

Behind these blue canopies, so they don't pray anymore