Poursuite [English translation]

Ooh

Ooh

Bellek track

Aye ah

Hands dirty like the central jails

The troubles arrive at the same time

Makes you wonder if they communicate between themselves

Over here you don't talk about getting each other's back

They deal you sucker punches in secret

Car loaded, nothing hidden, I'm in front of the anti-crime squad, stressed out

So I take off at full speed, police chase in the streets of Roubaix

I take two or three closed roads

Left-right, they lose me

Too many times my pockets have been empty so I won't have my hands being empty

I'm tatted with scars, it shouldn't come as a surprise that I'm so talented

A million for my guys isn't enough

There are some things that cannot be forgiven nor forgotten

She says I'm not loyal like a lighter (motherfucker)

Who makes all the bags in the city

Even when it's not quality, everything sells

You can say anything you want

During a police chase, you run fast like a cheetah

She says I'm not loyal, like a lighter

Who makes all the bags in the city

Even when it's not quality, everything sells

Got millions of listeners but I'm in the ghetto

You want some zep weed in the north? ZKR's your guy

A cross to find the right balance

They're screwing hard from all sides

Even when it's not top quality, it still sells

This goddamn luck smiles upside down at me

I don't really know if it's because of the way people look at me

Anyway, I crashed the RS

Full of zeros in the account but I'm in the hood

I could move there if I want

Living on the Champs-Elysées but I prefer barbecue from the ghetto

I'm there at midnight but I'm not there

If there are cops

I'm in the BM, shifting gears with my balls

In the hotel with a bitch, my bag

I take her along on all my rounds

She can steal from me

I keep her on me even if she's being a bitch

Man, we'll talk later in the evening, right now I don't have time, I've got to be on my way to peddle

At the moment, there's work going on in the oven, I'll release an album at the end of summer

You think life is good, come take a look at what goes on inside the job

They just confiscated my ride, and my sister-in-law got beat up

You can say anything you want

During a police chase, you run fast like a cheetah

She says I'm not loyal, like a lighter

Who makes all the bags in the city

Even when it's not quality, everything sells

Got millions of listeners but I'm in the ghetto

You want some zep weed in the north? Talk to ZKR

A cross to find the right balance

They're screwing hard from all sides

Even when it's not top quality, it still sells

Hey yo Koba, in Roubaix it's become gloomy like it is in Evry

Nothing good happens to them, it's no surprise, they're embittered

Over here, we're building an empire over debris

Crying on corpses, rarely acquitted

The future is troubling but I'm counting only on God to help me

When I think of the money of all these clients

It's so hard to not give in

To not be overwhelmed, son of a bitch

You can say anything you want

During a police chase, you run fast like a cheetah

She says I'm not loyal, like a lighter

Who makes all the bags in the city

Even when it's not quality, everything moves

Got millions of listeners but I'm in the ghetto

You want some zep weed in the north? There's ZKR

A cross to find the right balance

They're screwing hard from all sides

Even when it's not top quality, it sells