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Genius English Translations - Ninho Zipette English Translation Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey, hey, Carla Bruni played guitar (bin-binks), we bought ours and we shoot them (hold, hold, hey)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, M.I.L.S (tres), hey, Carla Bruni played guitar (M.I.L.S tres)
Carla Bruni played guitar (binks), we bought ours and we shoot 'em (shoot 'em)
Long live to the hash and weed turf (hash and weed), twenty kilograms in the city car (city car)
And if you enjoy it, tell your friend to take also some (yeah), 26 (here's hey)

[Unique verse]
Carla Bruni played guitar (binks), we bought ours and we shoot 'em (shoot 'em)
Long live to the hash and weed turf (hash and weed), twenty kilograms in the city car (city car)
And if you enjoy it, tell your friend to take also some (yeah), 26 (yeah)
I'm coming in full Givenchy, I take the moolah and arrivederci
And from now on, I want 30k for the showcase or you won't see my face (nah)
And that I can promise (on my mother's life)
RS3, there's the plates (yeah)
We only roll down the window to shoot (bang)
Premeditated homicide (pow), no partners (pow), zero snitches (haha)
Few are following the cadence, you feel that it's not the same as before, nah
This year I made paper, yeah, this year I made paper, yeah
You'd like to know how much, I don't even know either, it's still coming in
You want to know how much, I don't even know either, it's still coming in
Famous like Sinatra, famous as Claude Francois, “best rapper Francais”, and that as it may
I'm in Saïdia now, tomorrow in Guadeloupe, I feel at home everywhere, we' gonna gang bang you
We know you ain't like us, we' gonna gang bang you
We know you ain't like us
We won't confess to the pigs (no), we won't throw up on the contribution (no)
We won't regret if some get murdered (no), we won't regret if some get murdered (no)
I'm in the sport coupe, so she gets in without a word, even if it means cheating on her husband
I'm the only one thinking it's funny, it's the story of my life
And I've been carrying my balls for 23 years (carrying my balls)
And it's been over 5 years since I didn't smoke crap (only the best dope)
There's only creamy yellow, Lambo' and Enzo Ferrari, I need both
Add a Cayenne A, I think I need all three
You, have you ever sold? Have you ever stolen? You're only good at watching, and acting crazy in your shitty hood
I gotta serve 'em, I gotta go back and count the green
Okay okay, I'm hanging out with the same face as the MBK Booster era
Max-T pulling back the crutch, only for the ratatata, hey
[Chorus]
I'm in the streets I'm in the business (in the street), in front of the cops, I'm pure as the driven snow, I'm pure as zipette (one more gram, one more gram)
I'm in the streets I'm in the business (in the street), in front of the cops, I'm pure as the driven snow, I'm pure as zipette (one more gram, one more gram)
I'm in the streets I'm in the business (in the street), in front of the cops, I'm pure as the driven snow, I'm pure as zipette (one more gram, one more gram)
I'm in the streets, I'm in the business, in front of the cops, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

[Outro]
M.I.LS tres, hey, hey