Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Le p'tit avait un rêve, artist - Moha La Squale. Album song Bendero, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Elektra France, Warner Music France
Song language: French
Le p'tit avait un rêve(original) |
La Squale, ma gueule |
Le p’tit avait un rêve, ce p’tit n’avait jamais la fève |
Il sort des favelas d’Paris et la Banane, c’est son village |
20e sur le panneau mais Bendero dans ton panier |
J’ai pas d’rivaux, y a pas d’relève, Luna remonte juste le niveau |
Le p’tit avait un rêve, Bendero est sous popo |
Luna veut pas d’pépètes, elle ne veut que sa pépite |
À la maison, y a un pe-pom, à la banque, y a du papier |
Qui aurait cru que j’serais partout, moi? |
Mon rêve à moi, c'était d’partir |
Le p’tit avait un rêve, Bendero est sous popo |
Luna veut pas d’pépètes, elle ne veut que sa pépite |
À la maison, y a un pe-pom, à la banque, y a du papier |
Qui aurait cru que j’serais partout, moi? |
Mon rêve à moi, c'était d’partir |
Qui aurait cru, qui aurait dit? |
Y a plus d’doutes, j’ai plus d’dettes |
J’fais des kills de pépètes, j’prends ta meuf à quatre pattes |
Et j’la mmh comme un pit au lit et elle crie que j’l'épate |
Toute la nuit, j’ai la poutre, et sous flash, j’me rappelle |
Bende' manque à l’appel, j’lui volais tous ses pulls |
Maman, j’la rendais pâle, j’m’en foutais d’Boule et Bill |
La vie m’donnait les boules, j’niquais tout dans ma bulle |
Souvent seul à la barre comme derrière les barreaux |
Luna, c’est pas pareil, son mec, c’est Bendero |
Un vrai Bandolero, jusqu’aux délibérés |
C’est un délire, c’est l’déluge, mes petites sœurs prennent de l'âge |
Moi, j’mets l’rap à la page, le temps passe, Panka' pèse |
Luna, elle les pique tous, forte comme Pocahontas |
La plus belle au passage, c’est carré, j’suis courtois |
T’es au courant qu’j’lai embrassé, ce jour tout a changé |
Elle n’a jamais changé, du placard au plata |
Le p’tit avait un rêve, Bendero est sous popo |
Luna veut pas d’pépètes, elle ne veut que sa pépite |
À la maison, y a un pe-pom, à la banque, y a du papier |
Qui aurait cru que j’serais partout, moi? |
Mon rêve à moi, c'était d’partir |
Le p’tit avait un rêve, Bendero est sous popo |
Luna veut pas d’pépètes, elle ne veut que sa pépite |
À la maison, y a un pe-pom, à la banque, y a du papier |
Qui aurait cru que j’serais partout, moi? |
Mon rêve à moi, c'était d’partir |
Le p’tit était rêveur, j’regardais l’monde dans des revues |
L’histoire, j’ai révisé, l’humain n’est pas reconnaissant |
C’est une racaille sans rancune, sans retenue, retiens ça |
Fais pas l’sourd, c’est sans sous que Luna m’a soutenu |
Le p’tit aimait rêver, coupant du shit dès le réveil |
C’est comme ça, fallait d’la paille, mes deux couilles me font ma paye |
Bendero vole toutes les barres, tu peux l’trouver vers l’Pérou |
Dans l’secteur, y a trop d’péril, la rue, la vraie, ça rend paro |
Mais partout, moi, j’me sens pénard, dans mon caleçon, j’ai mon pétard |
Le p’tit avait un rêve, crois-moi, son rêve, n’est pas méchant |
Mais Panka' vendra pas la mèche, me parle même pas de Salamèche |
J’vais jusqu'à la maison, ça marche, le p’tit n’a jamais fait la manche |
Le p’tit dit beaucoup d’choses qui fâchent, Momo ne joue pas à cache-cache |
Il est cash, il fait des quiches, le week-end, il couche ta meuf |
Le p’tit avait un rêve et le p’tit fait des ravages |
J’te l’dis, j’ai pas d’rivaux, tout p’tit sur l’terrain dès l’réveil |
Le p’tit avait un rêve, Bendero est sous popo |
Luna veut pas d’pépètes, elle ne veut que sa pépite |
À la maison, y a un pe-pom, à la banque, y a du papier |
Qui aurait cru que j’serais partout, moi? |
Mon rêve à moi, c'était d’partir |
Le p’tit avait un rêve, Bendero est sous popo |
Luna veut pas d’pépètes, elle ne veut que sa pépite |
À la maison, y a un pe-pom, à la banque, y a du papier |
Qui aurait cru que j’serais partout, moi? |
Mon rêve à moi, c'était d’partir |
Mon rêve à moi, c'était d’partir, ma gueule |
Bendero avait un rêve |
C’est carré |
Ce p’tit avait un rêve poto, sous popo |
La Squale |
(translation) |
The Squale, my mouth |
The little one had a dream, this little one never had the bean |
He leaves the favelas of Paris and the Banana is his village |
20th on the board but Bendero in your basket |
I have no rivals, there is no succession, Luna just goes up the level |
The kid had a dream, Bendero is under popo |
Luna don't want nuggets, she only wants her nugget |
At home there's a pe-pom, at the bank there's paper |
Who would have thought that I would be everywhere, me? |
My own dream was to leave |
The kid had a dream, Bendero is under popo |
Luna don't want nuggets, she only wants her nugget |
At home there's a pe-pom, at the bank there's paper |
Who would have thought that I would be everywhere, me? |
My own dream was to leave |
Who would have believed, who would have said? |
There's no more doubts, I have no more debts |
I do kills of pépètes, I take your girl on all fours |
And I mmh her like a pit in bed and she screams that I'm blowing her away |
All night, I have the beam, and under flash, I remember |
Bende' is missing, I stole all his sweaters |
Mom, I made her pale, I didn't care about Boule and Bill |
Life gave me the balls, I fucked everything in my bubble |
Often alone at the bar as behind bars |
Luna, it's not the same, her boyfriend is Bendero |
A real Bandolero, down to the deliberations |
It's a delirium, it's a deluge, my little sisters are getting old |
Me, I put rap on the page, time passes, Panka' weighs |
Luna, she bites them all, strong like Pocahontas |
The most beautiful by the way, it's square, I'm courteous |
You are aware that I kissed him, that day everything changed |
She never changed, from closet to plata |
The kid had a dream, Bendero is under popo |
Luna don't want nuggets, she only wants her nugget |
At home there's a pe-pom, at the bank there's paper |
Who would have thought that I would be everywhere, me? |
My own dream was to leave |
The kid had a dream, Bendero is under popo |
Luna don't want nuggets, she only wants her nugget |
At home there's a pe-pom, at the bank there's paper |
Who would have thought that I would be everywhere, me? |
My own dream was to leave |
The kid was a dreamer, I looked at the world in magazines |
The story, I revised, the human is not grateful |
It's a scum without hard feelings, without restraint, remember that |
Don't be deaf, Luna supported me without money |
The little one liked to dream, cutting weed as soon as he woke up |
It's like that, needed straw, my two balls make me my pay |
Bendero steals all the bars, you can find him in Peru |
In the sector, there is too much danger, the street, the real one, it makes paro |
But everywhere, me, I feel penard, in my underpants, I have my firecracker |
The kid had a dream, believe me, his dream isn't bad |
But Panka' won't spill the beans, don't even talk to me about Charmander |
I'm going all the way home, it works, the little one never made the sleeve |
The little one says a lot of angry things, Momo doesn't play hide and seek |
He is cash, he makes quiches, on weekends, he sleeps your girl |
The kid had a dream and the kid is wreaking havoc |
I tell you, I have no rivals, very little on the ground as soon as you wake up |
The kid had a dream, Bendero is under popo |
Luna don't want nuggets, she only wants her nugget |
At home there's a pe-pom, at the bank there's paper |
Who would have thought that I would be everywhere, me? |
My own dream was to leave |
The kid had a dream, Bendero is under popo |
Luna don't want nuggets, she only wants her nugget |
At home there's a pe-pom, at the bank there's paper |
Who would have thought that I would be everywhere, me? |
My own dream was to leave |
My dream to me was to leave, my mouth |
Bendero had a dream |
It's square |
This little boy had a dream bro, under popo |
The Dogfish |