Categoria: Rap

Rubio (MAR) – LI KAN3ICHO Lyrics
LI KAN3ICHO Lyrics, Letra:

Paroles de RUBIO “LI KAN3ICHO”

Couplet 1 :

Yeah, Ah
Vaffanculo lli 9al ma3ndnach wmakhasnach
Bghit lkhir lwlad bladi wjib maykhwach
? bnadem fhad lwe9t mayswach
Li tsnaw dawla t3awnhom smat 3lihom awbach
Kima 9al Escobar plata wla plomo
Kon mo9id wmatkheli lklab 3lik y7omo
Ye3ni khask t3edeb wlwlad wjou3 ysoumo
Wdreb lhsab lwladk 3mrhom yfekro lhih y3oumo
7yatek ard chkoun kaden mn ghirk yzer3ha
Katjini gheriba li mtakhed temskin sen3a

AlbertNBN – Pardon Lyrics
Pardon Lyrics, Letra:

Refren
O sa ma iau de voi, imi cer scuze, pardon
Da’ cine-n mortii vostrii v-au lasat la microfon
O sa ma iau de voi, ma misc prea lent
Da’ cine-n mortii vostrii va mintiti ca aveti talent

Strofa
Am ca voi o mie pe o mana, astazi facem lifting
Mai e putin si-ti iei si femeie in leasing
Tot apartamentul tau, e cat un living
Eu o tineam in muie, tu o tineai in limbi, limbi
Nu vreau sa va injur, nu vreau sa fiu dur
Da’ voua va cad blugii ca aveti cacat la cur
Daca nu fac bani din trap o sa ma duc sa fur
Ma cert cu cine vreau, Dumnezeu stie ca eu nu fur
Te vezi frumos, dar zici ca esti gay
O invart pe gagica-ta ca pe Beyblade
Cat faci tu intr-un an, eu ii cheltui doar pe cercei
Sunteti lautari, cantati pe maruntei, tei
Asta se flexeaza, dar se da lefter
Ma cheama Beto, ma copiaza orice trapper
Nu mai da sneak diss-uri, ca sunteti prea lame
Ma joc cu femeile voastre de zici ca-s gamer
Cand era sa moara prostu’, nu-i venea sa creada
Pun pe capul tau, o moneda virtuala
Mi-a zis gagica-ta ca nu mai da o vrajeala
Dupa ce te-a lasat, te-ai dus sa o iei la laba
Stati in banca voastra, ca futeti doar copile
Ma jur, vara asta, n-o sa aveti loc de mine
Nu mai dati sneak diss-uri daca vreti sa traiti bine
? voi aveti pistol cu bile
Refren
O sa ma iau de voi, imi cer scuze, pardon
Da’ cine-n mortii vostrii v-au lasat la microfon
O sa ma iau de voi, ma misc prea lent
Da’ cine-n mortii vostrii va mintiti ca aveti talent
O sa ma iau de voi, imi cer scuze, pardon
Da’ cine-n mortii vostrii v-au lasat la microfon
O sa ma iau de voi, ma misc prea lent
Da’ cine-n mortii vostrii va mintiti ca aveti talent

Outro
Dai frate drumu la treaba, incepe, scrie din nou, fa muzica, fa ce-ti place tie, inceteaza cu apartamente, femei, sa cheltui bani, cheltui bani doar pe prostii, nu
? de tine, du-te si fa ce trebuie, sa fii cel mai tare, nu vezi ca vrea fraierii astia sa te
?, toti, ghertoii, te copiaza, face semne ca tine, isi cumpara inele ca ale tale, bratari, semnele tale
Esti prost?

French The Kid – Make It Out Lyrics
Make It Out Lyrics, Letra:

Intro
Yo, Look

Verse 1
Sat in the station no conversation with broski I just said it was me
Cah how the fuck could I live with myself
If my boy was in jail but he could’ve been free
You ain’t loyal g, just post all these quotes bout loyalty
Sat there with your gang not half of the man
That I am and that’s all on g
Girls say French you’re mean then back their bumpa to the gasoline
Bro got packs of the loudest weed
I guess smoke up till the packs unseen
Get no sleep but I’m chasing dreams
Just thinking lord can you save my team
Money like Diego they tell me fuego hasta luego then leave

Chorus
Touche l’un de mes frères j’mets d’l’argent sur ta tète
J’te promets l’ak47 envoie des balles come une lettre
Et ma Belle ne t’inquiète pas chui dans la street c’est La vie Elle aime les gangsters, aime les les râpeurs et ces belles mélodies
N all my brothers gliding round the field
He’s got this beauty on his hip if they try take him out
She told me loves the way we live
I’m in the club with all the gang asif we made it out
Touche l’un de mes frères j’mets d’l’argent sur ta tète
J’te promets l’ak47 envoie des balles come une lettre
Et ma Belle ne t’inquiète pas chui dans la street c’est La vie Elle aime les gangsters, aime les les râpeurs et ces belles mélodies
N all my brothers gliding round the field
He’s got this beauty on his hip if they try take him out
She told me loves the way we live
I’m in the club with all the gang asif we made it out
Verse 2
French on the beat shits real on the tune
Back the cup then straight to the moon g
I get kicked out when I step with the goons
Back it up don’t chat for the news g
I swear shits changed when I’m out with the views
Bare fake love when I step in the room
Know my ones yeah I know who’s who to the death with my boys
And hey got me to when I wave my hand like a wand
That’s alakazam that’s an opp boy down
Word to Slimz and I feel that bro just know that I’m there
When they come back round flashbacks got me turning around
But you can’t tell me shit when ya serving the brown
Make a milky with a stick high silly
And a laugh like fill when I’m back on the ground

Chorus
Touche l’un de mes frères j’mets d’l’argent sur ta tète
J’te promets l’ak47 envoie des balles come une lettre
Et ma Belle ne t’inquiète pas chui dans la street c’est La vie Elle aime les gangsters, aime les les râpeurs et ces belles mélodies
N all my brothers gliding round the field
He’s got this beauty on his hip if they try take him out
She told me loves the way we live
I’m in the club with all the gang asif we made it out

Thug Slime – Αλήτισσα (Alitisa) Lyrics
Αλήτισσα (Alitisa) Lyrics, Letra:

Intro
Lindo Ρίχτω

Chorus
Βγαίνει έξω μόνο με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Είναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι νύχτες
Βγαίνει έξω μόνο με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Είναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι νύχτες

Verse 1
Την πήρε το αγόρι της είπε θα κοιμηθεί
Ειναι μπροστά απτον καθρέφτη και ετοιμάζεται να βγει
Τελευταία νιώθει ότι δεν την εκτιμάει πολύ
Ψάχνει λίγη προσοχή όταν νιώσει ξεχωριστή
Της αρέσουνε τα Gucci της αρέσουνε τα Tommy
Δεν πολύ κάθεται στο σπίτι η μαμά της την αγχώνει
Της αρέσει να τα πίνει και χαλιέται όταν κρυώνει
Δεν ειναι έγκυος απτον πρώην της και θα του γεννήσει αγόρι
Εγώ ήθελα την αγάπη σου και όχι τον κωδικό σου
Δεν είσαι πίστη ποτέ δεν θα ειναι δικός σου
Κάνε μου παρέα μη με βλέπεις σαν εχθρό σου
Δεν κυνηγάω σκύλες, κυνηγάω το όνειρο μου
Chorus
Βγαίνει έξω μόνο με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Είναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι αλήτες
Βγαίνει έξω μόνο με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Είναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι αλήτες
Βγαίνει έξω μόνο με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Είναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι νύχτες
Βγαίνει έξω μόνο με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Είναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι νύχτες

Chorus
Με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Είναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι αλήτες
Βγαίνει έξω μόνο με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Είναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι αλήτες
Βγαίνει έξω μόνο με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Ειναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι νύχτες
Βγαίνει έξω μόνο με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Ειναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι νύχτες
Verse 2
Τσακώθηκε με το αγόρι της πήγε να σηκώσει χέρι
Ξέρει κάνει νταλαβέρι ναι ξέρει ότι δουλεύει
Δεν ειναι ρουφιάνα δεν θα ρουφιανέψει
Πήγε καιγόταν εχθρούς τους σκεφτόταν να του τη φέρει
Κορίτσι της γειτονιάς της αρέσει η αλητεία
Τη κοιτάνε όλοι όταν περνάει απτή πλατεία
Ούτε σε αμάξι ούτε σε πάρκο ανοίγει πίνει μπύρα
Ανάβει γάρο με τον ίδιο αναπτήρα
10 γραμμάρια με στπ εσώρουχο της
Βγήκαμε για μια φορά μετά με είδε στο όνειρο της
Δυο τα άφηνα είναι μέσα πέντε γύρο απτον λαιμό της
Την γάμησα δυο φορές τώρα με θεωρεί δικό της (go)

Chorus
Βγαίνει έξω μόνο με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Είναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι αλήτες
Βγαίνει έξω μόνο με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Είναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι αλήτες
Βγαίνει έξω μόνο με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Είναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι νύχτες
Βγαίνει έξω μόνο με αλήτες
Τις αρέσουν οι εγκληματίες
Είναι αλήτισσα δεν αράζει με ντίβες
Θέλει να καλοπερνάει τις αρέσουνε οι νύχτες

French Montana – Fraud Lyrics
Fraud Lyrics, Letra:

Intro
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
(Hitmaka)
(We are forever)

Chorus
I ain’t never fall in love with a beggin’-ass broad
I’m a trapper, not a scammer, ain’t shit by me, fraud, you heard?
Wait, what? And I put that on God
Pull up, too, doo-doo, doo-doo, shit’ll shoot up your yard (What they talkin’ ‘bout?)
I ain’t never fall in love with a beggin’-ass broad
I’m a trapper, not a scammer, ain’t shit by me, fraud, you heard?
Wait, what? And I put that on God
Pull up, too, doo-doo, doo-doo, shit’ll shoot up your yard, yeah

Post-Chorus
Thug nigga, she just wanna fuck for a Patek (Woo)
Ridin’ through the city with your bitch causin’ havoc
Dope boy shit, send a brick to an addict
Give her dope dick, she say she love when I’m nasty

Verse 1
I just wanna fuck her with my chains, I’m flashin’ (Rich)
Told her, “Tag my name, if you mean it, don’t hide me”
Blowin’ on that carpet, I was Aladdin, she Jasmine
And that bitch I fucked don’t know my name, she call me daddy
First nigga in my hood with them pies just like Patty
Young and flashy, I’m in the traffic, almost crashed it (Skrrt)
Almost all my bitch exotic, she gon’ fuck me for my fashion (Go)
Bring your friend around, she wanna tag-team
Swear she livin’ single like she Maxine
I know she got a nigga, still don’t act clean
Keep one eye on her ‘cause she’s a trap queen
And bitch, I’m packin’ (Haan)
Chorus
I ain’t never fall in love with a beggin’-ass broad
I’m a trapper, not a scammer, ain’t shit by me, fraud, you heard?
Wait, what? And I put that on God
Pull up, too, doo-doo, doo-doo, shit’ll shoot up your yard, yeah

Post-Chorus
Thug nigga, she just wanna fuck for a Patek (Woo)
Ridin’ through the city with your bitch causin’ havoc
Dope boy shit, send a brick to an addict
Give her dope dick, she say she love when I’m nasty

Verse 2
Blue hunnids like Avatar (Yeah), none of my bitches average
CokeBoy, you’s a ho, boy, I been had it (Haan)
Chanel number five, she like Coco in Paris
Ridin’ round with this stick, feel just like a caddie (Bah-bah, bah-bah)
Swervin’ in that Ghost, move like Ghost, got the Power (Skrrt)
Trapper turned to rapper, made a million in an hour (Haan)
Took your bitch to Turks and Caicos just so she could tan (Tan)
Boyfriend swear he kickin’, boy, he’s just Lieutenant Dan (Lieutenant Dan)
Got his wifey and she told me he’s a fan (He’s a fan)
Spend so much on Saint Laurent, they tried to ban (Woo)
Bitch please, diamonds hittin’, Jackie Chan (Chan)
Fuck you mean? I’m just sayin’
Chorus
I ain’t never fall in love with a beggin’-ass broad
I’m a trapper, not a scammer, ain’t shit by me, fraud, you heard?
Wait, what? And I put that on God
Pull up, too, doo-doo, doo-doo, shit’ll shoot up your yard, yeah

Post-Chorus
Thug nigga, she just wanna fuck for a Patek (Woo)
Ridin’ through the city with your bitch causin’ havoc
Dope boy shit, send a brick to an addict
Give her dope dick, she say she love when I’m nasty

Chorus
I ain’t never fall in love with a beggin’-ass broad
I’m a trapper, not a scammer, ain’t shit by me, fraud, you heard?
Wait, what? And I put that on God
Pull up, too, doo-doo, doo-doo, shit’ll shoot up your yard, yeah

M.G.L. – Contact fatal Lyrics
Contact fatal Lyrics, Letra:

Intro
Zi-le bă Ioane!

Refren
They call me The Goat!
Ca Marius Csampar, asasinez industria
Sunt pregătit de scandal, goat
Tu te îneci ca țiganu la mal
Bine pe cap pe capital n-am ce vorbi cu un papagal
Mă fac frate cu dracu să trec puntea
Și după ce am trecut-o, îi arunc un croșeu în barbă
Dau rețeta ca Chef Sorin Bontea
Mă știu toți bagabonții, am pus Galați-ul iar pe hartă

Strofa 1
Ganja, ganja, fumăm cali
Faima nu-mi plătește facturi, eu vreau banii
Investesc ce produc, Ray Ban ochelarii
Vedea-m-aș milionar ca Gigi Becali
Hau!
Contact fatal
Cu solu’, atac aerian, bombă-n Afghanistan
Vrei anturaj deodată, vrei ciupeală, ai un plan
Am un frate țigan, te-ar mângâia cu un iatagan
Tu joci la amatori, eu am intrat în Champions League
Despre ce concurență vorbești că n-aud nimic
Nu m-am autoproclamat peste noapte Drill King
Că titlu ți-l câștigi, nu ți-l atribui, știi cum zic
Douăzeci de ani coaie și o bubui ca 2Pac
Cincizeci de mii de tineri în spate ce dau din cap
Fac piese pentru golani, se-nțelege de la sine
Tu faci piese de pizde pentru pizdele masculine
De asta ăștia îmi zic..
Refren
The Goat!
Ca Marius Csampar, asasinez industria
Sunt pregătit de scandal, goat
Tu te îneci ca țiganu la mal
Bine pe cap pe capital n-am ce vorbi cu un papagal
Mă fac frate cu dracu să trec puntea
Și după ce am trecut-o, îi arunc un croșeu în barbă
Dau rețeta ca Chef Sorin Bontea
Mă știu toți bagabonții, am pus Galați-ul iar pe hartă

Strofa 2
Am fost născut să fac greșeli, nu să imit perfecțiunea
Când pierd noțiunea timpului, îmi crește tensiunea
Ăștia mă văd ca pe un Dumnezeu, motivu-i pasiunea
Doar că eu te iau la palme dacă ai greșit rugăciunea
Ia-le drogurile că nu o să mai cânte niciunu’
Trag cu tunul, și văd cum cad unul câte unul
Am probleme cu stomacul, ziceai că m-am constipat
Am urmărit trending-ul românesc, mi-a venit să mă cac (Simplu)
Dar nu e atât de simplu
Și se bat cu pumnii în cap, că domne’, eu fac rap adevărat și nu sunt ascultat
Dar dacă ești creier pe bune și ai ceva de demonstrat
Fă-i mă pe aia de ascultă manele să asculte hip-hop, ia

Refren
Goat!
Ca Marius Csampar, asasinez industria
Sunt pregătit de scandal, goat
Tu te îneci ca țiganu la mal
Bine pe cap pe capital n-am ce vorbi cu un papagal
Mă fac frate cu dracu să trec puntea
Și după ce am trecut-o, îi arunc un croșeu în barbă
Dau rețeta ca Chef Sorin Bontea
Mă știu toți bagabonții, am pus Galați-ul iar pe hartă

Yzomandias – KOLESO Lyrics
KOLESO Lyrics, Letra:

Verse 1
Radši mám hady na hlavě než kolem mě
Tvůj rap jako když se kopneš do holeně
Hraju game jako na ruletě, tráva zelená jak cuketa
Můj dick je velkej jak bageta, kotě, jestli máš strach utěkaj
Kdo se bojí, nesmí do lesa, s doktorem půl na půl kolesa
Nemáme actavis a můj swag je custom nebo moc expensive
Mý lidi – každej má mercedes, milion plus – too much sauce
„Seš ňákej divnej Jakube, cotie?“
„Není mi niiiiiic, teda o nic víííc než moc“
Čůza jde potom domů – nezůstává přеs noc
Ale tu pussy sežeru jak kеksik, nebudu s tebou chodit
Ale můžeš bejt moje bestie, stejně každá čůza je bestie, je zmije
Když se rozejdete tak všechno vyblije, stačí na to flaška, pinot nebo sektík – “fuj, nech si, fuuj, nech si”
Naplnim bag – penězma, vyhulim pack – s trávou
Nedávám check – krysám, nepodám ruku, spíš šlapáka na ksicht a nebo loket
Zapálím brko jak poke (Blaze), chuť jako nugát
Ona chutila jak nutella (Babe), stačí mi hlava, jsem moc línej na to tě šukat
Nejsem hubenej, ale dneska se cejtím slime
“Why, proč?” – žádnej kokain, poppin’ ty tablety a k tomu ví-no
Kolem mě sníh, kolem mě bílo
Shit je tak dobrej, že druhej den nemáme rýmu
More, bejt dva dny s náma, tak seš mínus

Hook
Hannah Montana má molly, havana na ice, k tomu zhulíme pole
Pull up v benzu, a ty na kole
Hannah Montana má molly, havana na ice, k tomu zhulíme pole
Pull up v benzu, a ty na kole
Verse 2
Směju se, úsměv, nemám respekt pro nikoho, kdo ho nemá pro mě
Vydělávat cash, to je můj úkol a tu pussy zničím jak buvol
Black, black – cool, cool, bejt zlej, radši mi nedávejte důvod
Nezájem tvůj gender ani původ, a můj dick dlouhej jak úhoř
Yemaya mě hlídá, měl jsem tvou trávu, chutnala jak hlína
Už se to načítá, bude to lítat – Gaultier kožich a Gallery Dept mý džíny
Koule není keťák a jestli feťák je člověk, kterej bere drogy, tak jsem
Já jsem on a dneska je ten den

Hook
Hannah Montana má molly, havana na ice, k tomu zhulíme pole
Pull up v benzu, a ty na kole
Hannah Montana má molly, havana na ice, k tomu zhulíme pole
Pull up v benzu, a ty na kole

Sha EK – Beat The Odds Lyrics
Beat The Odds Lyrics, Letra:

(Say to them, what you say to me, play with them but don’t you come play with me)
Ziko that’s hard
OGz the fuck up, suck my dick
Nigga you pussy word to my dead nigga
Nigga get my father dick out your mouth nigga
Graa, graa
Yo IV, doin’ magic
Graa

Chorus
Say my name again nigga you shot
You was booked, I took shots to the opps
That lil’ nigga always knew my bop
EBK, on the bros I always kept a chop
Oh you back lil’ nigga I’m back too
On the Island I heard niggas smacked you
On gang that can never be me
How I was scared if we both gotta bleed

Verse
Die WooK, nigga everything dead
Quelly Woo better duck or catch one to the head
Drop the Gz, that’s a fact
If he dropping my O some niggas gettin’ packed
This a diss, I’m not cappin’
I just say what I feel when I’m rappin’
My fans still show me love whеn I’m trappin’
Bеat the odds, I ain’t think it would happen
Got a son, you not lackin’
Catch you pussy and sure еnough I’m clappin’
On the gang, it get lit
Toting on sally this shit on my hip
Rah Rah just died he should’ve had a blick
And I might just do 3, they pull over this whip
Rah Rah just died he should’ve had a blick
And I might just do 3, they pull over this whip
Say my name, that’s what I told lil’ bitch the day that we was fuckin’
When I linked her she know I was clutchin’
I ain’t dumb I ain’t going for nothing
Her shit fat and that perky was bussin’
Got my addy and still ain’t do nothin’
And yall older niggas tryna cop it
I got the wave and Jaydee always floppin’
Chorus
Say my name again nigga you shot
You was booked, I took shots to the opps
That lil’ nigga always knew my bop
EBK, on the bros I always kept a chop
Oh you back lil’ nigga I’m back too
On the Island I heard niggas smacked you
On gang that can never be me
How I was scared if we both gotta bleed

Bridge
Say my name again nigga you shot
You was booked, I took shots to the opps
That lil’ nigga always knew my bop
EBK, on the bros I always kept a chop
Oh you back lil’ nigga I’m back too
On the Island I heard niggas smacked you
On gang that can never be me
How I was scared if we both gotta bleed

Outro
Die WooK, nigga everything dead
Quelly Woo better duck or catch one to the head
Drop the Gz, that’s a fact
If he dropping my O some niggas gettin’ packed
This a diss, I’m not cappin’
I just say what I feel when I’m rappin’
My fans still show me love when I’m trappin’
Bеat the odds, I ain’t think it would happen
On gang

DADAISEVERYWHERE – B2 (BJOUJ) Lyrics
B2 (BJOUJ) Lyrics, Letra:

Paroles de DADA “B2”

Couplet 1
Yeah a ntle9 skhoun blama tgoul chkoun
Ki 3rfona mzyan kinemmo fina f salon
3ndna public mskoun gha’yfrg3o lik l’ballon
Li chaf nemra fhem stoun li f civile w7ta ciloune
Dlam ta chi loun wselt b nasa2i7 d wlad l’9… l’fachiloun
Jou3 w 3am lboun jo9a dyal jnoun
Tstifa dyal lmsaws ga3 kide7ko b7al l’clown
Hadchi maghatchofo f ta chi blassa f ta chi monde
W ma’ghatfehmo ta chi dawla b ta chi langue
Kijibni ghir l’mood ka nkhdmo b7al lihoud
Kant3amlo ghi b les codes, nes myet w nes machdod
Khouk amazighi f jdor 7or w hardcore
Ga3ma kanjib liha ddora 7it kandkhel fiha mn lor
Toc Toc
Reach dyal zen9a machi d Tiktok
Kandir l ep l inbox n7taflo b’3id l Hip-Hop
9bel mn corona kandir distance
Kan’marquer ta b defense kola kelma brute force
Fake cuban links triple s flow mchfor textless topline test test Produit d AliExpress with my G’s god bless
Mn Tadart tal Asays ghanjbdok b7al azays

Refrain (x2)
Kanti9 f Allah, mimti, serf, lmout
Ba9i kantsena fihom bjouj
Fhad RAP tlagit bl 9… w wladhom
Ga3ma kantraka lihom bjouj
Tl9ani f baf kanmzek derb, l’boite
Dima ki7erkou rashom bjouj
Katsme3 sda3, sda3, sda3, sda3
Kayn ghi DADA wa7ed machi jouj
Couplet 2
6 kilos dyal promo 10 kilos dyal snasl
M3il9a sghira dyal l’flex, playlist d bnadem natel
Wahed tale3 sahbo nazel, kolchi kibki 3el l’bzazel
Bach tfhem lfilm kaml ka nji dima kankhtazel la caisse
Serf matredouch 3ndk carriere rakhiss
Machi artiste nta salarié f label
3ndi b7al b7al, b7al label b7al la bête
B7al la guerre b7al la fete 3ndkom lak7a l’affaire
Ok, groupies f showcase
Kolchi Kameha ki Tachfine ki wlad Lyautey
3334 l’projet choqué
Bnadem ki l’perroquet
Kidewe7 f RAP maroki
Smiti f swari dl mdina li ma3rfnach ta sme3 bina
Mn Dcheira 7ekmna ga3 MENA na9iss wahed kihenina
Me7sad wnefsk kabina li bgha ychoufna 3la rkabina
Sa7bi rebi li 3atina bla ta page ma t’supportina

Refrain (x2)
Kanti9 f Allah, mimti, serf, lmout
Ba9i kantsena fihom bjouj
Fhad RAP tlagit bl 9… w wladhom
Ga3ma kantraka lihom bjouj
Tl9ani f baf kanmzek derb, l’boite
Dima ki7erkou rashom bjouj
Katsme3 sda3, sda3, sda3, sda3
Kayn ghi DADA wa7ed machi jouj