.2Pac attend que je meurs pour pouvoir faire un duo
Ma femme m'a offert un flingue, je lui offert un plumeau
Mon rap réchauffe les clodos et glace le sang des bobos
Tu rappes la street avec les doigts croisés dans le dos mytho
Nous on tire des traîneaux de blèmes-pro
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