Escucha música Booba Inedit English Translation de Genius English Translations 2025 en línea | Musica Lyrics

Genius English Translations - Booba Inedit English Translation Lyrics

[Booba - Inédit/ English Translation]

[Intro]
Who said I wouldn't make it, did not believe me, hasn't help
It's B2O, do you remember me, faggot...

[Verse 1]
Let them boycott my sound, we got their ass in the sonar
Watch out, pigs went out hunting the mollah Omar
Son, don't mix F1 and karting
We ain't back in display units 'cause we never quit
Politics, is nothing but a stray dogs orgy
From oblivion comes a giant, I'm the good and the bad news
Tha sound comes from tha Benz, yours from the dumpster
You know it, it's 92, the H.Q sound
Drunk when listening my sound, my song you wanna live?
You wanna test Paris? Wesh dawg what's up with you?
Suburbs are dangerous, you're right to shit yourself
The Police can't do shit, thе world goes down the pan
Me I rеlease CDs when I want, duck, clear off in jet, push in
It's Lunatic, Doum's, M.O. clique
And if your brat, don't lace his coke with water
It ain't B-2-O's fault, nor the one of Pablo

[Chorus]
Word up, they wanna use my technique, sofly screw me over
That's for those who boned up, for those who aimed the head
Pilotless, kingless, check I reach the top AC-less
Tough to conceve life without crime, team, billions of centimes
A rap imitated, plagiarized, turned cool
In turn, lots of fake MCs got their neck torn-down
It was heavy, there would be gold said the marabout
For the guys from the concrete, the pen from the ratholes
[Verse 2]
I got told what matter is the gesture, sometimes I wanna quit
Ok, I stay to prevent them from cashing in
I injure, trading with an undertaker in the show-business
You just got out of jail? Yeah, cool, greet me on the cheek mate
Don't read the guest-list, let me pass kid
Hoes in the Porche, straps in the pockets
Little granny, hold your purse tight, I'mma make a brat
Don't resist, you crush on my west burb sista
And if your boyfriend has a PhD
You know me, I'm only good at rapping, at doggystylin' the law
All of a sudden, independance beats records
Fuck, all of a sudden, my hardcore became gold
No doubt about the department, reap what you sow
Me, it's hatefulness I taught, Hauts-de-Seine projects
Who said I wouldn't make it, did not believe me?
It's B2O, do you remember me, faggot?

[Chorus]
Word up, they wanna use my technique, sofly screw me over
That's for those who boned up, for those who aimed the head
Pilotless, kingless, check I reach the top ACless
Tough to conceve life without crime, team, billions of centimes
A rap imitated, plagiarized, turned cool
In turn, lots of fake MCs got their neck torn-down
It was heavy, there would be gold said the marabout
For the guys from the concrete, the pen from the ratholes
[Verse 3]
I caught crime on the fly, deep-seated anger
Don't hop out armed with a paintball, over here, we steal then we sell
Me, I left school for the pen, I stroke with strikes
My brothers, they go in and out gruting
My rap smells millions, pastas with onion
No matter what I'm the one who said "No, go suck your mom"
Whisky below the armpits, looking at the sky while pissing
I make cash cogitating about the CL 600
New bodywork, it's Kopp on the micro
Nigga, it's brand new style, new school, new era, new deal
Ala belleck, new missile, dawg, new homicide
Drop the dirty bills in the basin, quick!
I'd be kosher if I died the throat sliced
Brothers, take off the syringes of your arteries, go burst the charter's tires...
Who said I wouldn't make it, did not believe me?
It's B2O, do you remember me, faggot?

[Chorus]
Word up, they wanna use my technique, sofly screw me over
That's for those who boned up, for those who aimed the head
Pilotless, kingless, check I reach the top ACless
Tough to conceve life without crime, team, billions of centimes
A rap imitated, plagiarized, turned cool
In turn, lots of fake MCs got their neck torn-down
It was heavy, there would be gold said the marabout
For the guys from the concrete, the pen from the ratholes