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[Je Bibi - Kaaris /English lyrics]

[Chorus]
I chop I pack and I'm slangin', I chop I pack and I'm slangin'
I chop I pack and I'm slangin', I'm a bad boy like Diddy
I chop I pack and I'm slangin', I chop I pack and I'm slangin'
I chop I pack and I'm slangin', I'm a bad boy like Diddy
It's my stuff that you're taking, It's my stuff that you're taking
It's my stuff that you're taking, I'm in every party, I'm in every head
It's my stuff that you're taking, It's my stuff that you're taking
It's my stuff that you're taking, I'm in every party, I'm in every head

[1st verse]
Every dogs recognize my voice, I pull the leash they bark
I can whack you, won't do a fatwa, let's go with Ciroc, I don't drink agua
I'm coming back with the almanac, smoke the asphalt laced with amonia
Double-A, sorry big mojo, bosnian AK 4-7
My mind is all about mourning, quick I put the mocker on you
I can make your g-string drop, just by raising my wallet
I'm getting closer, I'm triggered, you cling to your imagination
Yeah old head, you know rap as well as your urinary bag
My sound is on Deezer, your forehead is in gun-sight
The product is in the blender, nothing changes except Freezer
The industry? I'm gonna make it wet just by groping it
I scare them all, I put it deeper than in a shallow pool
On the quay with my flotilla, attiéké roasted chicken
Ok we're leavin' hovels, but there ain't shit to do, we're cursed
The globe is warming up until the thaw
We spot everything they hide
The aureola is under the armpit,the heart is dry like the Dajjal's eye
I'm winning ground, grazing it, like Hugo Lloris I pivot
I know exactly where to touch them, theirs clitoris is flickering
Empty space in the body bag, strange lunar eclipse
They don't know what to do anymore, since they're afraid of the black and the light
My hatred, I scatter it, Bin Laden's style
Your sorrow, I bang it, no theme, no game
My rap short-circuits the suns, makes some big racks appear
They say you-you-you-you snitch, makin' you disappear in a cul-de-sac
[Chorus]
I chop I pack and I'm slangin', I chop I pack and I'm slangin'
I chop I pack and I'm slangin', I'm a bad boy like Diddy
I chop I pack and I'm slangin', I chop I pack and I'm slangin'
I chop I pack and I'm slangin', I'm a bad boy like Diddy
It's my stuff that you're taking, It's my stuff that you're taking
It's my stuff that you're taking, I'm in every party, I'm in every head
It's my stuff that you're taking, It's my stuff that you're taking
It's my stuff that you're taking, I'm in every party, I'm in every head

[2nd verse]
Hash in gram, quickly smokin' it, skull and crossbones on the pictogramme
You don't agree: my biggest blade makes its way through your program
I'm not here to apologize, I'm saying it openly for real
Your shitty advices, go kick 'em in an abortion clinic
You even have doubts about the era, I'm in the future, I fuck you
Finger on the Glock's trigger 'til it's out of stock
Noise does not make war, nigga, if you're not good enough, nigga
I unfold tons of cum and extinguish you like a Canadair
Booze on the table, I'm in the trap, being a mac
Biatch under the table, like the Mac computer tower
I pilot and your butt is clapping, find my cartridge cases even in the record display units
Îlotiers, pigs, BAC units eat my balls like easter eggs
Land army, my clique has the capacity to silence you
Ne-ne-ne-never underestimate the rapacity of your opponent
To your race, look what we can do, do to him, we jump him, 2-7-zer' worse than Hamas
Clique out there, chilled out: we collect, we gather, we pull off, Kamas, Famas, kalash
Double-A A.K.A Orochimaru, 458 Italia kho', if you want to end under my wheels
Fuck blue uniforms in tha' Subaru, huge werewolf dick
Die, die, die quick
Without folding anything, I don't sort
Don't ask why I came here, remember Holyfield
Me, when I pay, bitch, it's for three orifices
I'm smoking weed, I'm singing, too many grams per liter of blood
Watch out the finition and the behavior of my ammunitions
[Chorus]
I chop I pack and I'm slangin', I chop I pack and I'm slangin'
I chop I pack and I'm slangin', I'm a bad boy like Diddy
I chop I pack and I'm slangin', I chop I pack and I'm slangin'
I chop I pack and I'm slangin', I'm a bad boy like Diddy
It's my stuff that you're taking, It's my stuff that you're taking
It's my stuff that you're taking, I'm in every party, I'm in every head
It's my stuff that you're taking, It's my stuff that you're taking
It's my stuff that you're taking, I'm in every party, I'm in every head