Zuna cazal remix

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[Part 1: Zuna]
Mele7 is the beginning and the end (wouh)
There are two ways: death or cell
Tek tek great in a hurry, Diggi< br/>Through chunks, inhibition threshold drops, wallah
Addiction factor increases, bunker' capsules in front of civilian clothes
White vest, shines in, amphetamine
Dicka, street in hand, just like John Gotti
Change SIM card, scrap head, supply zombies, give him
Heart dead, chaye, yallah to addiction
*Tch tch*, left-right combination
Do 'Patte, put Flouz on hunting mode
Let it rain money, my district in focus
LKA is doing the rounds, snapping, ya cousi
Different day, but same crisis here on the block
Got the nine milli hot, what's up, Habibi?
Let the streets burn like Chicago
With who, Dicka, stress, chaye like where?
KMN is the label, fuck yours Trio
Short haircut in a Benzema jersey
We're doing well, the fee is right, I'm wearing Dior
[Bridge: Zuna]
Yes, I hear things are going badly for you
It's going bad for you
It's going bad for you
It's going bad for you
It's going bad for you
[Hook: Zuna]
It's going bad for you Feels bad, I like Cazal's glasses
Give stuff to Jackydose and supplies from Aral, wallah
Not personally, ana asif, Madame
After sex, taxi is waiting downstairs, pay normally
*Rra rra* does the Kalash
Civil goes crazy because of the S-Class in Garaj
Wallah, head in a good mood, best marijuana
Want for one, go gold à la Paco Rabanne
[Bridge: Zuna]
It's going bad for you, bad
It's going bad for you
It's going bad for you, bad
It's going bad for you Leaf mies
with you lies lies, mies
with you lye mies
with you ly, mies
with you lye [Part 2: Bausa]
Ah! Ah!
Live or die for the gang
One bullet can quickly end your career
Pockets full of flous that we waste every day
But never stand there empty-handed< br/>Kickdown in the Benz, traffic light on red
Knees under the steering wheel, Ballermann in the lap
Brat, brat, vato loco, say when and where
Was it worth jail or death ?
Prison or death
Mr Inspector, packs disappear into thin air, no matter how valuable they were
There, where my heart once sat
Only are thick wads of money and Cazal's glasses
[Outro: Bausa]
Yeah, things are going bad for you (bad! bad! [?])
(Things are going really bad for you! Bad, bad!)

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