LACRIM ft Simba La Rue – 100 Kili (Lyrics)
On a des Glocks on te nikomouk
On a des potes on a la côte
On est montés ouais
Aucun fils de pute sur Terre ne pourra nous descendre ouais
On a tellement d’billets même la machine sait plus compter ouais
Un cinq étoiles en Suisse
Fils de pute je vais me détendre
J’ai tant de trucs à faire agis ne parle pas
J’la monte en l’air et j’ai déchiré ses bas
J’roule en Formule 1 le volant d’une main
Du don dans nos mains des trucs inhumains ouais
Viens on va t’montrer comment on la vend ouais
P’t être que j’t’ai pas donné l’heure mais
T’inquiète pas j’vais de l’avant
Le respect s’achète pas même si tu es millionnaire
J’vous baise comme Broly le guerrier millénaire ouais
Prime de salaire vont dans villa sur la mer
On a les p’tits soldats pour te niquer ta mère
Dis le mon fratello faut tout mettre au frigo
Cento chili cento chili di cannabis
Cento palline nella tasca del mio North Face
J’voudrais te faire confiance mon cœur mais t’as trop de vice
Sbirro vede i miei reati dal suo database
Non fidarti troppo fingon bene i pentiti
Se fai i soldi pensa bene a investirli
Pure in galera sono ben vestito
Pensiero dei soldi non mi fa dormire
Si son fatte le sei di mattina
È l’ora di dormire
Voglio un ascensore dentro la mia villa
Conosco chi entra e ruba nelle ville
Mi piaci tu e pure la tua amica
Facciamo amicizia
Tech grigia non mi sento un artista
Sparato l’ha preso di striscio
A fare troppo lo scemo in giro
Finisce che ti killano
Questa vita per me è benzina
Uscirne è l’obiettivo
Le respect s’achète pas même si tu es millionnaire
J’vous baise comme Broly le guerrier millénaire ouais
Prime de salaire vont dans villa sur la mer
On a les p’tits soldats pour te niquer ta mère
Dis le mon fratello faut tout mettre au frigo
Cento chili cento chili di cannabis
Cento palline nella tasca del mio North Face
J’voudrais te faire confiance mon cœur mais t’as trop de vice
Sbirro vede i miei reati dal suo database
► English Version
LACRIM ft Simba La Rue – 100 Kili (Lyrics)
We have Glocks we’ll fuck you up
We have friends, we have the coast We’ve risen, yeah
No son of a bitch on Earth will be able to bring us down, yeah
We have so many bills that even the machine can’t count anymore, yeah
A five-star in Switzerland
Son of a bitch, I’m going to relax
I have so much to do, act, don’t talk
I lift her up and I tore her stockings
I drive in Formula 1 with one hand on the wheel
Talent in our hands, inhuman stuff, yeah
Come on, we’ll show you how we sell it, yeah
Maybe I didn’t give you the time but Don’t worry, I’m moving forward
Respect can’t be bought even if you’re a millionaire
I fuck you like Broly the legendary warrior, yeah Salary bonuses go into a villa by the sea
We have the little soldiers to fuck your mother
Tell me, my brother, we need to put everything in the fridge.
One hundred kilos, one hundred kilos of cannabis
A hundred balls in the pocket of my North Face
I would like to trust you, my heart, but you have too many vices.
Cop sees my crimes from his database
Don’t trust too much, the repentant ones play well
If you make money, think carefully about investing it Even in jail, I’m well-dressed
The thot of money keeps me up at nite
It’s six in the morning
It’s time to sleep
I want an elevator inside my villa.
I know who breaks into and steals from villas
I like you and your friend too
Let’s be friends Gray tech, I don’t feel like an artist
Shot, it grazed him
Acting too foolish around
It ends up that they kill you This life for me is gasoline
Getting out of it is the goal
Respect can’t be bought even if you’re a millionaire
I fuck you like Broly the legendary warrior, yeah Salary bonuses go into a villa by the sea
We have the little soldiers to fuck your mother
Tell me, my brother, we need to put everything in the fridge.
One hundred kilos, one hundred kilos of cannabis
A hundred balls in the pocket of my North Face
I would like to trust you, my heart, but you have too many vices.
Cop sees my crimes from his database
