[Intro]
Can you hear that?
Can you hear that?
Y.O the star (Y.O the star)
Mama-eh
[Verse]
Needa sell CDs to fill up the card, always been the same team since I was a child
So it'll be the same team with the million, from now on, they love my rap and my melodies
She says I'm cute, I gotta make mama proud, the road is long like the Millau Viaduct
In the middle of the road I can't stop here, look at my dark circles, my lifestyle says a lot
Boy, I need a bitch, I need a wagz, I could kill when the girl puts on her wig (Mama-eh)
I need to rob them to buy a watch, cutting classes, yet you see me in A Class
I need me a beautiful ebony, perfect figure like Aya, I believe in God, I ain't a pagan
I look at them over there, they're all fake, boy
[Chorus]
They're all fake, boy, our turf is rigged, boy
Our turf is rigged, boy, our turf is rigged, boy
Ah, it stinks of cops, huh, needa put on gloves like on the CRF, yeah
Eh, it stinks of cops, huh, needa put on gloves like on the CRF, yeah
They're all fake, boy, our turf is rigged, boy
Our turf is rigged, boy, our turf is rigged, boy
Ah, it stinks of cops, huh, needa put on gloves like on the CRF, yeah
Eh, it stinks of cops, huh, needa put on gloves like on the CRF, yeah
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm in the trap, boy
Middle finger to the fakes, boy
Yeah, yeah, huh-huh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh-huh-huh
I'm in the trap, boy
Fuck the fakes
[Outro]
Turf is rigged, boy (Bullet)
I bet the jackpot, only Manitas, boy
Brothers get killed for coltan, turf is rigged, boy
I put my hands in the shit, just like Tony, dawg (Just like Tony, dawg)
Turf is rigged, boy, rigged, boy
Hot, hot, hot (Rigged, boy)