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Genius English Translations - Le Classico Organise Legendaire Ft Calbo Redk Lino Oxmo Puccino Soprano Jul Rimk Y Sch English Translation Lyrics

[Intro : SCH]
Bro, this is the voice ouf souls who leaved their body before the clinical death

[Verse 1 - SCH]
Give me my share, motherfucker, twenty-two years old, I was drinking Château Margaux
Thirteen, the language is coded, she doesn't understand my slang
I was eating on the floor at one o'clock, ask Samolo
They act like thugs here, inside, they're shooting with the rapists
Here, there's no trade, CZ's and Draco's, at night I wake up in a sweat
A cop spilling blood, a teenager dying in thе G.A.V
And watch out for the sleeping water and the mutе in the robbery
Wanting to be legendary, you'll have to eat the jinx, or you'll eat the slate
Bad karma like the ones that pushed the fog, you don't know how I'm starving
Everything I do, I do everything I can, yeah, I know some good people
Even good people who beat up, han

[Verse 2 - Rim'K]
You run like a CAC40 company
I respond to violence: I ride on a snitch
Blue or red pill, you're being manipulated
I've lost faith in humanity long ago
You gotta kill the King
I've got a job in the city but not at the unemployment office
It takes three boxes of Sativa to make my weight
I throw a bottle in the sea, it's vodka
You gotta kill the King
Life is cruel, my best soldiers are in jail
I don't have a fast food in my neighborhood, I have big ambitions
I'm on a mission, I've got auditions, samples
I sting like a bee, I fly with the butterfly doors
[Verse 3 - Jul]
Here, little brother makes balloons in the car
Welcome to the place where more people die from settling scores than from Covid
I came back stronger because they punctured my heart
Coño, don't sell the bearskin before you leave the forest
They want golden records, they want to be richer than Christian Dior
No win, it goes out the window while Christian sleeps
I pay three bodyguards because I don't do MMA
Zero hassle, MMA, I took the villa for mama
I’ve been through a lot, I don't give a fuck about my clothes
Good accounts make good friends, when I do the accounts : no more people

[Verse 4 - Soprano]
Let me do it, brother, I'll make them, make them shut up
Make them lose their minds, make them lose the war
Without fair play, my flair pleases the AirPlay
Not playing the badger, I making money while I'm healing my wounds
I'm the replay of Ridley's gladiator
Raw, like Hartley's heart
I'm marking time like Charles Barkley on the floor
Or like the Ovni with his pair of Oakleys
I slice them with my Opinel flow
My SACEM made me an expert in the Pinel Law
Here, the illiterate know every letter of the penal code
I'll do my heist and get out of here like Spaggiari from the court
[Verse 5 - Oxmo Puccino]
He sucks, she sucks
On my resume, there's Jul and SCH and
Sopra M'Baba, all serious, dad
None of us decided what you don't have
Department 13, we've been banging since the teat
The parents who suffer make sons of survivors
For most of these kids who shoot, mmh
Guys who, too small, got hit
Your belly is full, we missed our nap
They spit in the soup but they licked the plate
I laugh at the michtos with kichta
That attract ten dudes, the real rich ones don't show their face
They fight for certifications, it's not expensive enough
I'm buying nothing, my texts are going to auction

[Verse 6 - Lino]
When the guns sneeze, it means the atmosphere is getting cold
The course was already lost in two thousand two times ten
The neighborhood is getting younger, let's talk about wages
Something like Johnny’s drug dealer shortfall
It's like Jacquie & Michel in My Little Pony
At home, we charge rockets with tobacco and weed
I promise, I'll tell you about my life in the eponymous record
In the meantime, I'm pissing on them, there was no violin available
I got a ridiculously loaded gun
The Republic has parked me in its friendzone
The criminal review the words I carry with Blue Star
My ambition still drives a Ferrari Enzo
[Verse 7 - R.E.D.K.]
I'm doing sordid humor, I'm having giggles, I'm laughing alone
If Zemmour gets the Covid, call Michael's doctor
I can't count on my fans to put it all in stone, it's dead
My rap doesn't touch women enough unlike Pierre Ménès
And I'm tired of tasting shit and I'm disappointed to see that here, it blows up
We throw bottles into the sea, the elected officials get drunk on them
Our freedoms, they deprived us, I don't see a happy ending
When Floyd said "I can't breathe", Trump said "Yes, you can"
I'm not guilty of these drifts and turns
I'm white as snow or like Elvira's sinuses
I only give trust to my own, not to the first one who approaches
I've got my heart in my hand and my hand in my pocket

[Verse 8 - Calbo]
Microphone loaded with nitro for assassination
Come and take a ride in the truth of cement
I live like a bomb dropped, speed like Ayrton Senna
The future exploded on the walls of the building (yeah)
Fatty, why you lie with all your girls
You're not cut like Rambo, down there, it's not Pattaya, it's the jail
Nobody drives a Lambo', the tomb stays open
Receives new customers and the devil waits for the thanks
Outside, they count the losses, they sell us freedom
It brings out the big Bertha, the revolt has deserted
Bro, here, it's the Omerta, until the end, they're going to screw up
It's all the same, shooting in the bush, so we'll alert them