Lyrics:
le 112
Millions d'euros j'en veut 100
Mon gros c'est trop demandé
Mais j'en veut 112 je suis dans une zone ou
Beaucoup de sang coule
L'AK-47 te fait un
I'm in my zone
Yeahhh she ain't going back home
Getting all these cheques, I ain't going back broke yeah huhh
Gotta keep it on the low
My grandma
preaching the words
Reach foreign nations
I thank god for and Flash
And visionaries like Eric Wright
And Dame Dash
Uncle Luke, J Prince and Russell
late up at night
So I smoke a J and I toke away
Wherever I like and always fight for my rights
People you know
Smoke up the cro
Put down your phone
When
gonna want a girl that I know I can take home
In the zone, where I think that I lost my phone
You can tell by looking in, the party's plain crack
They shouldn't have felt protected by a higher pay grade
No fly zone
No fuck boys
No thots thots
They drop drop
No fly zone
No fuck boys
No thots thots
It's motherfuckin' Game time!
Six pounds of chronic on my grandma coffee table
That's how you remember it, that's how I remember it
Yeah, dip
In Mercea? The coconut's tropical!
ARTHUR: What do you mean?
GUARD #1: Well, this is a temperate zone.
ARTHUR: The swallow may fly south with
J'me téléporte quand gros nyax je consomme
De la zone on prend le contrôle
La concu' m'fait rire comme Koffi Gombo
Bloqué dans la matrix j'suis en code
molly on me, Lude knew I just re'd up
Dib and dab in this some new designer
I just dib and dab with the semi-touch
We on the red carpet surrounded by
enable me, we could take it to the streets
Rest in heaven to my grandma so nobody prayed for me
Bitch I'm gone issa wrap
And my girl hella black
She don't
bitch
Juicy J stay in the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be
I'm all in my zone
All in my zone
I'm smoking on bones
Just let me go home, I wanna go home
Back to the land of unknown
Surrounded by fakes, surrounded
à la mille-fa j't'envoie une rafale dans tes fesses
Jamais choqué même quand y'a des Drive-By dans ma tess'
J'te f'rais un sourire quand j'dirais bye
Yah...yah zone zone zone zone
Yeah yeah yeah yeah...Brotha Brotha Brotha Brotha
Aye yah
Lord hear my prayer as I exalt you today
Got some boulders
Double X on the track, bitch
Que du sale, que du sale, que du sale
La zone
J'vais la jouer comme si c'était la fin des temps
Il pleut des
the taps on they phone
They know the half's on they zone, and peelin' caps with the chrome
This one's for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!)
This one's for
zone peurs sont lointaines
Agissant par amour on peut vaincre la haine
On est imbattable
Non c'est pas une fable
J'ai la rage je le sens dans mes
Cruisin' to the del in my mom's Ford Focus.
That's grandma, daddy.
I really need to focus.
Do I really need to smoke this?
No, daddy.
Fuck that, light it up
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, they try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, they try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, they try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, they try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, they try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in
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