| Ppes-Tra city
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| New La Fouine, Planet Trappes
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| Chabodo, Gued'1
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| We set the fire, summer and winter
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| We're fucking your mother, we're setting fire
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| You don't interest me, stay in the rabla
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| You have poucave your eggs, you're only a lance-ba
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| Who cares re-brother like that son of a bitch, he kicked me
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| Damn you too
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| Who cares re-brother like this son of, it's just a little thrower
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| You wanna shoot, instead of talkin', fuckin' do it
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| You talkin' late when you don't even have a fizzy
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| You get left behind when you're not even wronged
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| I'm sure in the cell with me, you could put yourself down
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| I read your deposition, I got reup
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| Like in front of a tax notice, your face stinks of betrayal
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| Your language is worse than the Internet, it gives all kinds of information
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| Dirty balance on a mission
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| I'm too old to sequester you in one of my cellars
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| Another crave pretending to be brave
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| You signed a contract with the SRPJ
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| I send the little ones to the coal, it's about your life
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| I arrive in jav, I see you with a cigarette and a coffee
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| I come out of jail and I see your girl knocked up and on pills
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| You're not made for the biz', go back to snatch bags
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| You're playing with fire, now man you gotta take it
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| We set the fire, summer and winter
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| We're fucking your mother, we're setting fire
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| You don't interest me, stay in the rabla
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| You have poucave your eggs, you're only a lance-ba
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| Who cares re-brother like that son of a bitch, he kicked me
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| Damn you too
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| Who cares re-brother like this son of, it's just a little thrower
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| Hook up, guys live from police custody
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| I'm going up to do my depo', listen to what I have to say, hey son of a bitch
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| My nickname is Chabodo, my last name is Del1kance
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| 19 years old, born in the cellar
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| I live where it sells hash, where your daughter comes to get her barrette
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| With a good pecker like in a competition
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| Hey! |
| You bugged me with your dog gang
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| And now you know it or what, I fuck your mother
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| From the PJ to the DST, yeah I don't give a fuck
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| Watch me crazy, nothing but beef, you only get the minimum wage
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| I rose from a field of ruin, throw the nuggets
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| This sound is for the people and my buddies at the pipe breaker
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| And I have to equip it, not against me
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| Planète Trappes strikes faster than you react
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| Raging are the people who worried me
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| You wanna know the deal, we come to evolve
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| I close the valve for you, dismantle my verse
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| I eat your bones, you just have to evaluate it
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| Ridiculous to rap without feelings
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| Swing his friends for the future, it's compromising
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| Persist and sign, Gued'1, Chabodo, La Fouine
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| You don't have the balls, even your girl has gone to the dyke side
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| It's fire in your ass and in your HQ
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| On the wrong path, yo keep your arms up
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| We set the fire, summer and winter
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| We're fucking your mother, we're setting fire
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| You don't interest me, stay in the rabla
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| You have poucave your eggs, you're only a lance-ba
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| Who cares bro like that son of a bitch, he kicked me
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| Damn you too
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| Who cares bro like this son of, it's just a little thrower |