[Chorus]
S.E., S.E., S.E.V.R.A.N
S.E., S.E., S.E.V.R.A.N
In Lamborghini, in Ferarri (S.E.)
Kilos of cocaine (S.E.)
The police can't do anything, even the military can't do anything
S.E.V.R.A.N
S.E. (oh) S.E. (oh) S.E.V.R.A.N
S.E.V.R.A.N, S.E.V.R.A.N
Your binks, your cigarette, your car and your butt (S.E.V.R.A.N)
The pirates are deuspis of Paris at Babi (S.E.V.R.A.N)
[Verse 1]
The coke is in the cup
Your pussy is in the trash
Glock on the dashboard
Mikhail Kalashnikov is dead
Nobody will give me a gift
Holes in the skin
Captain of the game, no need to subject
I have the flow of Pablo
S.E.V.R.A.N, it's the sound of anathema
No love, only hate
B.E.N. L.Aden
Jojo, I saw Him, my Gucci, my Polo
BTTF is like Dolce (bitch)
Your friends and your whores and your team and your gang
I fuck their race without forcing (snitch)
I'm high, I'm done, I'm marbled
It's you or the champagne that I need cut
I don't understand anymore what you're saying, I'm sorry
It's your ass or the street that is dilapidated
We thrown Grandmother into nettles
Many cum in shorties
In all screens and computers
You force me to show you the exit
Ak-47 like Gaddafi Ak-Ak-47 like Gaddafi
Fuck niggas slumped, fu-fuck niggas slumped
Blah, I don't say my life
Large dose of anarchy
Okra, peanut sauce
I explode like in Karachi
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
2.7.Z.E.R.O 9-3
In the cab to Ghislaine and Geoffroy
To put in world that kind of nigga
The basin of Marianne is too narrow
My buckle shines so I dazzled the niggas
Even the Sun gets jealous
Cling to your butt or your additions
I use the rest of your ex for the stew
For the moment I walk on their cheeks
Soon I will walking on the comet
The heart of the nightclub beats to the rhythm of the palpitations of the planet
You see me through the barbed wire
I see you through the xenon lights
You should stop harassing us
Especially if you have a monkey face
We only thinks to stay grouped
Mercedes E-Class coupe
We came to rob you
We will not stay for dinner
All these niggas snitch
Your bag is falsch, bitch
Not like in Hitch
I fuck you right now like Big Meech
Still in the ghetto, one hand on the metal
The other on my joint, I impose my veto
I go from 0 to 100 with just a plate
I'll make your blood flow with just a tap
I have in the freezer, in fact, glock with sound moderator
And I'll always put the fronthead because the worshipers do it
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Therapy Boboch
404, Tookie, Iba
SEVRAN! Kaaris
Glaw, glaw, glaw, glaw!