what is it?
it's d'la 0.9
yes yes... d'la 0.9
d'la re - pu ro (haut - d'seine, bollos, bollos)< br/>December 9, my hands are cold,
France wants to hire me, try to warm me up, she can put an oi - dt
I will make my own way
no to the npe, yes to debauchery fuck tomorrow
quotes without congratulations, from drama to drama, I don't make a good impression I know,
I advance from gram to gram
but I chose this lifestyle, I would assume the consequences, the vagaries of the street I learned about it
The hood in Hollywood, I dream of it like everyone else
but I would just go from one cell to another
young black guy, nothing to give a damn, that's how I define myself
nothing to start, I tell myself that it's all over
with dirty hands I write my recital
battle is my lexical field, I'm just scum
0.9 in the skin, doves come out of my hat, the colonists from my flag
br/>I have flashes of segregation, Nelson my fellow inmate helped me to hold on
but I have neither his calm nor his wisdom, each Kalashnikov from the 9th to me is ninety-two west
I've already been killed twice, once in Memphis, once in Harlem
never two without three I'm waiting for these sons of bitches to come
at ten years old I have seen goree since my tears are eternal
my automatic rage, my semi-automatic weapons
being outlaw relieves me, I tell myself that they won't have me
I'm selling drugs to young people, I sell them to their ren - pa
it doesn't matter as long as my pockets are full, these dogs just have to die with their mouths open, I need cash, need of discovery
I don't go to the table, I don't put the cutlery
I'm condemned to live, I'll never blow the lid
b2oba I'll call myself, half bab - too in homage to my cousin booba de baobab
boredom the worst enemy of the suburbanite, crime sometimes pays,
much stronger than my faith
pack of cocaine defies the brigade canine, breathe in my white bag hold on longer than alkaline
join me in my suite, at the lorelm*hotel,
I'm going out to smoke a cigarette, I'll be right back
downstairs 'at home, I spotted moles
we think we are above the law, they think they are above ours
and I know that I am going to dive, that they are on my side
I get chills just thinking about it
the sound coming out at 0.9 meters
we started young, vomited our guts into the mic, not there to please the girls, dude
do you want quality? zero bluff, zero bluff, zero bluff, it’s 0.9, 0.9, 0.9

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