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[Chorus: Booba & Ali]
We ain't of the same blood type, of the same crew
Cuz, the same bitterness
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine
Illegal like firearms and cocaine, Lunatic
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine

[Verse 1: Booba]
I'm one of these problem brats not counting on the system, livin at 200 per hour
When I'm tired of this shit I make my cheese in the margin
With, Ali Booba, the pistol and its clip, I sing stone dead
And don't give a shit about your guidance
Some get their fix, personally it's hash and peanut stew
Failure is commonplace, writing my struggle at the typewriter
Xeus and rohypnols among rug rats, that come to tell you
About how Earth is beautiful, round like a tablet
You got some weak, some strong, some hard-core and Fabe
Heroin is wonderful but once you're off, time to redecorate
Life is tough, it's hard as soon as it has begun
That's why we all cry at birth
And on top of that they want us out
Then these motherfuckers are surprised when they find nails in gas bottles
Such a shitshow and so few toilets
The 9, blood pool, with ALI my three letters partner
Dope can speak and this poof whispers to you
Cuz, put your bulletproof on 'cause if you die, I die
One L.O.V.E, I don't wanna see you die brother
Now nigga, lace your coke with water
[Chorus: Booba & Ali]
We ain't of the same blood type, of the same crew
Cuz, the same bitterness
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine
Illegal like firearms and cocaine, Lunatic
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine
We ain't of the same blood type, of the same crew
Cuz, the same bitterness
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine
Illegal like firearms and cocaine, Lunatic
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine

[Verse 2: Ali]
Life is a long trial, the further we get, the more hardships come
May the real men retain bonds
And the traitors make sure that unity
Remains just a word, an idea
No matter if you're alone or in a party
We will all meet our end below ground
For now, above, insist on getting things right
The final goal is celestial
Speaking for my people, soldier universal
Living in a macabre place
Harmful, the concrete is like a grave for the weak
Lots of suckers wanna bluff
They live on fables, jabber on
Going too far or dying is the rule, hooked on violence
One human interest story after another like day and night
The streets mother delinquency, crime pays
Far from coming to an end
International language, the one of weapons
From the Department of Defense to micro celebrities pushing weights
Killing out of interest, death is no mystery
Blood quenches the thirst for vengeance
Shooting and burying
Who's the real man?
The one giving or taking life
The one rising for the heavens
Or the one sinking to hell
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine
[Chorus: Booba & Ali]
We ain't of the same blood type, of the same crew
Cuz, the same bitterness
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine
Illegal like firearms and cocaine, Lunatic
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine
Not the same blood type, of the same crew
Cuz, the same bitterness
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine
Illegal like firearms and cocaine, Lunatic
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine
Not the same blood type, of the same crew
Cuz, the same bitterness
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine
Illegal like firearms and cocaine, Lunatic
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine
Not the same blood type, of the same crew
Cuz, the same bitterness
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine
Illegal like firearms and cocaine, Lunatic
Hauts-de-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine

[Outro: Ali & Booba]
Illegal group, legal blood type
You cling on you, we bleed you
Hauts-de-Seine