Fumafu

Shit, oh
Oh, no, no, yeah
Illuminati baby
Oh, oh

Always active making rounds there in the hood
While your girl dances for my crew
Our life is that of a bandit until the coffin
While you consume, I smoke

And smoke and smoke
People want to smoke
And smoke
My neighborhood wants to smoke
And smoke
My gang wants to smoke
And smoke
Smoke, smoke
And smoke
Smoke

It smells like it smells
Smoke, smoke
And there are no women
Smoke, smoke
Because it can
And smoke
Smoke

The vice, the vice already did what it wanted to me
Now I work it and benefit from it
From hip hop

A rotten mind and a prodigy
Because this is the power of the team's seven
Don't throw a novel because it's never asked for
Look at it, dismantle it and teach you, dye them

Their evolution is just copied stupidity
By fools, the hip hop from the sidewalk catapults to the gins
You think it's another level, it exceeds you
As it should happen if it can't sting you for the plebe

Death is seduced by the sweetness of my semen
Don't try to liquidate me because power has none
Infinity the flight of my creepy hitri
Breaking in the city all fifty fifty
They will tighten the sicky that I'm tricky tricky
I speak copyity the band of the gisy

Crazier than crazy, West style mili motherfucking brea
The steel threads look for mates like coke to the DEA
While I rap, they want sex
Your bitch listens and shakes

Only the thugs copy the real addiction
Honor is for those who respect
The law of concrete if I step on it
Hair and beard is for not staying still

Who doesn't copy like the ghetto uses the alphabet
They want to know about the predicate but not the subject
Every moment slows down, thickens
There's movement, I know, I feel it, what's up
Stay still, my commandments, yes, they are
Premonition against the cement

Always active making rounds there in the hood
While your girl dances for my crew
Our life is that of a bandit until the coffin
While you consume, I smoke

And smoke and smoke
People want to smoke
And smoke
My neighborhood wants to smoke
And smoke
My gang wants to smoke
And smoke
Smoke, smoke
And smoke, smoke
It smells like it smells
Smoke, smoke
And there are no women
Smoke, smoke
Because it can
And smoke
Smoke

Business own business, bitches for my gang
Mami, I want to make money and travel by airplane, ah
They see us alive, they think we're lucky, got damn
We break it again, the cream, my man

Bottle in the game for the neighborhood and for the brothers
In search of the ticket for the Impala and for the Rolex
Fuck them, essence of a bandit in the ghetto, yeah
Listen, I know you hear me and say oh yes
A line of coke put the braids on his sheet

A line of steels brought daddy for everyone
Why be a sheep if I was born a wolf
Filling concerts doing everything for gold
Drugs and thrombus life of Russian roulette
My nigga cuts stone and it's not Medusa's

Violent like Yakusa, already tusa
From the second floor flies the stiff from the dirty street
He wants to be high so call the witch
Hey, yo, what's up, bitch, what do you wanna do
Push then the skull crushes it
Clear you're clear, I'm constantly in the hood

I don't eat any of the whores
Because the crew of the stiff is in my crew
My girl is like crack cooked on the stove
And has all my people smoking

In my mind there are drugs in my combo
Vandals of scandal
My enemies are barbarians, Tartars
And two of my bastards are enough
To crush them and finish them

Because these lightning bolts can't be stopped
Try it, pull it, inhale it, exhale it
What a fuck, what a fuck, arm that bat
Try it, pull it, inhale it, exhale it
What a fuck, what a fuck, arm that bat

Always active making rounds there in the hood
While your girl dances for my crew
Our life is that of a bandit until the coffin
While you consume, I smoke

And smoke and smoke
Smoke, Gang shit, bitch
And smoke
Smoke, only for thugs
And smoke
Smoke, for all my people
And smoke
Smoke, the people from the street, smoke
And smoke
Smoke, Coller Records men

Smoke
Smoke, Da Monster Gang Gang Gang
Smoke
Smoke, for Illuminati baby
And smoke
Smoke, gang shit, you

Gang shit, gang rules
Only for thugs, bitch
Cra cra cra cra, let's go