Lacrim ft Guè – Jacques & René (Lyrics)
OG shit
Ho una Paris bitch
Dice, Oh oui per l’Italian G
Tattoo Face, ma sto con Lacrim
E la lacrima scende for real
Siamo come De Niro e Joe Pesci
Fuori per il Dinero e sti cashi
Da sta vita lo sai che non esci
La mia Glock luccica, è sexy
Con Karim e bevo Whisky honey
Fanno tutti i boss, ma stanno senza Money
Le mie nuove rime in intercettazioni
Sei una Salope e solo io sono Tony
Il flow è gangsta, Thema Lancia
La meglio Combo tra Milano e Francia
Mi sembra chiaro, un G non si fidanza
A meno che non porta quello che volo in pancia
Siamo leggende di strada Mesrine e René
Ya que le charbon
Noi ti killiamo come Zè Pequeno e Benè
L’oseille à la mort
Yeah
Nous sommes des légende de la Calle
Lorsqu’on va die, on vivrà encore
Bien plus longtemps (on va les fuck)
Faire des love combien à faire? (comme 2Pac)
Parler pour rien frérot
Pour rien gratter, mon frère
On a plus le temps (jamais, non, non, non)
C’est l’heure, j’arrive
On a les meilleurs tarifs (hey)
On est tous de la Mafia
On peu comme les Omar Sharif (hey)
C’est comme au Pays-Bas
J’suis plus un mocro, qu’un Ali B
Demande a Gué
Vrai o.g dans la qualité
On a fait beaucoup d’oseille
En toute modestie
Mon frère, je sais pas qui t’es
Une Collab? On dit non
Lacrim e Guè resterà lorsqu’on va quitter
Siamo leggende di strada Mesrine e René
Ya que le charbon
Noi ti killiamo come Zè Pequeno e Benè
L’oseille à la mort
Nous sommes des légende de la Calle
Lorsqu’on va die, on vivrà encore
Bien plus longtemps
Faire des love combien à faire?
Parler pour rien frérot
Pour rien gratter, mon frère
On a plus le temps
Siamo leggende di strada Mesrine e René
Ya que le charbon
Noi ti killiamo come Zè Pequeno e Benè
L’oseille à la mort
Yeah
Nous sommes des légende de la Calle
Lorsqu’on va die, on vivrà encore
Bien plus longtemps (on va les fuck)
Faire des love combien à faire? (comme 2Pac)
Parler pour rien frérot
Pour rien gratter, mon frère
On a plus le temps (jamais, non, non, non)
► English Version
Lacrim ft Guè – Jacques & René (Lyrics)
OG shit I have a Paris bitch She says, Oh oui for the Italian G Tattoo Face, but I’m with Lacrim And the tear falls for real We’re like De Niro and Joe Pesci Out for the money and this cash In this life, you know you don’t get out My Glock shines, it’s sexy With Karim and I drink honey whiskey Everyone acts like a boss, but they’re without money My new rhymes in interceptions You’re a Salope and I’m the only Tony The flow is gangsta, Thema Lancia The best combo between Milan and France It seems clear, a G doesn’t get tied down Unless she brings what I want in my belly
We are street legends Mesrine and René Ya que le charbon We will kill you like Zè Pequeno and Benè Money to death
Yeah We are legends of the Street When we die, we will live on Much longer (we’re gonna fuck them)
How many loves to make? (like 2Pac) Talking for nothing, bro To get nothing, my brother We don’t have time anymore (never, no, no, no)
It’s time, I’m coming We have the best rates (hey) We’re all from the Mafia We can be like Omar Sharif (hey) It’s like in the Netherlands I’m more of a mocro than an Ali B Ask Gué Real o.g in quality
We made a lot of dough
In all modesty My brother, I don’t know who you are A collab? We say no Lacrim and Guè will stay when we leave
We are street legends Mesrine and René Ya que le charbon We will kill you like Zè Pequeno and Benè Money to death
We are legends of the street When we die, we will live on Much longer How much love to make?
Talking for nothing, bro To get nothing, my brother We don’t have time anymore
We are street legends Mesrine and René Ya que le charbon We kill you like Zè Pequeno and Benè Money to the death
Yeah We are legends of the Street When we die, we will live on Much longer (we’re gonna fuck them) How many loves to make?
(like 2Pac) Talking for nothing, bro To get nothing, my brother We don’t have time anymore (never, no, no, no)
