Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Job le couz, artist - Ghetto Phénomène.
Date of issue: 07.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: French
Job le couz(original) |
Ils sont plein de téminiks |
J’job devant le bloc et j’dois reprendre avant midi |
Faut sortir la loc' en catimini |
Frérot, deux-trois ients-ients puis le million et c’est fini |
Le charbon est ouvert, on travaille |
Le terrain est miné, j’en brasse au rab |
J’vois les reufs tomber, j’suis au bout de ma life |
Justice criminelle, on mène une vie de malade |
Perte de temps, on s’assassine et s’fait des trous |
C’est chaud quand j’y repense, que Marseille, c’est le zoo, han |
Perte de temps, on s’assassine et s’fait des trous |
C’est chaud quand j’y repense, que Marseille, c’est le zoo |
La drogue est là, posée, le guetteur est assis |
Ça crie «Akha», courez, esquivez la police |
Et j’suis pas là, olé olé, j’ai frôlé la son-pri |
C’est chaud en bas, olé olé, je connais le quartier de long en large |
Midi, minuit, leurs descentes, c’est sans arrêt |
J’rentre tard khabbat et je m’en bats les |
J’vois la Mondeo garée au fond d’l’allée |
J’mets cinquième, j’les laisse sur la bande d’arrêt |
J’ai acheté l’automatique, j’ravitaille le vendeur |
Ça roule en montre automatique |
Recherché comme de l’or, j’reste avec ma clique |
Descente dans le quartier, ouais, le vendeur a pris la fuite |
Le charbon est ouvert, on travaille |
Le terrain est miné, j’en brasse au rab |
J’vois les reufs tomber, j’suis au bout de ma life |
Justice criminelle, on mène une vie de malade |
La drogue est là, posée, le guetteur est assis |
Ça crie «Akha», courez, esquivez la police |
Et j’suis pas là, olé olé, j’ai frôlé la son-pri |
C’est chaud en bas, olé olé, je connais le quartier de long en large |
Midi, minuit, leurs descentes, c’est sans arrêt |
J’rentre tard khabbat et je m’en bats les |
J’vois la Mondeo garée au fond d’l’allée |
J’mets cinquième, j’les laisse sur la bande d’arrêt |
La drogue est là, posée, le guetteur est assis |
Ça crie «Akha», courez, esquivez la police |
Et j’suis pas là, olé olé, j’ai frôlé la son-pri |
C’est chaud en bas, olé olé, je connais le quartier de long en large |
(translation) |
They are full of teminiks |
I work in front of the block and I have to resume before noon |
Gotta get the loc out on the sly |
Bro, two-three ients-ients then the million and it's over |
The coal is open, we're working |
The ground is mined, I brew it at the rab |
I see the eggs falling, I'm at the end of my life |
Criminal justice, we lead a sick life |
Waste of time, we kill each other and make holes |
It's hot when I think about it, that Marseille is the zoo, han |
Waste of time, we kill each other and make holes |
It's hot when I think about it, that Marseille is the zoo |
The drug is there, laid, the lookout is seated |
It's screaming "Akha", run, dodge the police |
And I'm not there, olé olé, I brushed the son-pri |
It's hot down there, ole ole, I know the neighborhood inside and out |
Noon, midnight, their descents, it's non-stop |
I come home late khabbat and I don't give a fuck |
I see the Mondeo parked at the bottom of the driveway |
I put fifth, I leave them on the stop band |
I bought the automatic, I supply the seller |
It runs like an automatic watch |
Wanted like gold, I stay with my clique |
Down in the hood, yeah, the salesman got away |
The coal is open, we're working |
The ground is mined, I brew it at the rab |
I see the eggs falling, I'm at the end of my life |
Criminal justice, we lead a sick life |
The drug is there, laid, the lookout is seated |
It's screaming "Akha", run, dodge the police |
And I'm not there, olé olé, I brushed the son-pri |
It's hot down there, ole ole, I know the neighborhood inside and out |
Noon, midnight, their descents, it's non-stop |
I come home late khabbat and I don't give a fuck |
I see the Mondeo parked at the bottom of the driveway |
I put fifth, I leave them on the stop band |
The drug is there, laid, the lookout is seated |
It's screaming "Akha", run, dodge the police |
And I'm not there, olé olé, I brushed the son-pri |
It's hot down there, ole ole, I know the neighborhood inside and out |