L’enfoiré Lyrics – Berti L’enfoiré
Singer: Berti L’enfoiré
Title: L’enfoiré
Double verre de nogo
Frappe tah Guigui
Tu la verras pas venir
Comme quand ça tire
Tah l’A(l)mir
Eh, tu l’verras pas venir comme quand ça tire
C’est l’histoire d’un mec qui veut s’refaire comme A(l)mir
Mais ça va mal finir, c’est Krazy Fiak, c’est pas des gamineries
Bicrave des grammes de coq, fait pas d’graffiti
Dans sa tête, c’est GTA San Andreas ou bien Vice City
Comportement d’OG, respecté comme Dammy
La rue l’identifie, lеs jail s’amplifient
Les ients-cli l’еnrichissent mais délaissent vite le sh#t pour liquider d’la coq
Faire tapiner la mommy et la re-sœu de Yusuf
Quarante trois Coltinho, jamais très loin d’ses côtes
Tu vois j’te parle de quel genre de mec
Il traîne avec Jabby mais c’est pas Travis Scott, il aime Krazy Fiakton
Il baisera pas Lena Brown, il baissera pas son jean
J’avoue c’est gore mais le Twins le rend d’plus en plus fort
Distribue que d’la mort dès qu’il dit qu’il sogort, il fera pire encore
Trois ans plus tard, il rebé-tom, rebelote à Belmont
Mais crois pas qu’il s’endort, son blase est légendaire
Avant sa mort, juste avant qu’on l’enterre
Il veut d’l’or et s’repentir pour pas goûter au ban
La rue et le troll lui ramènent fort du jail ferme
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L’enfoiré – English Translation
Double glass of NOGO
Tah Guigui strike
You will not see her come
Like when it pulls
Tah the a (l) mir
Eh, you’ll not see it coming like when it pulls
This is the story of a guy who wants to feel like a (l) mir
But it’s going to finish badly, Krazy Fiak is not kids
Bicrave rooster grams, does not graffiti
In his head, it’s GTA San Andreas or Vice City
OG behavior, respected like Dammy
The street identifies it, the jail are growing up
The Ients-CLI is ringing it but quickly abandon the sh#t to liquidate the rooster
Tapinate the Mommy and the Re-Saw of Yusuf
Forty-three ColTINho, never far from his ribs
You see I talk about what kind of guy
He drags with Jabby but it’s not Travis Scott, he loves Krazy Fiakton
He will not kiss Lena Brown, he will not go down his jeans
I admit it’s Gore but the Twins makes it stronger
Distributes only from death as soon as he says he’s Sogort, he will do even
Three years later, he rebel-tom, rebelote in Belmont
But do not believe that he falls asleep, his blase is legendary
Before his death, just before we bury it
He wants gold and stay for not tasting the ban
The street and the troll bring him strong firm jail
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