Bande Organisée (feat. Jul, SCH, Kofs, Soso Maness, Houari, Elams & Solda)

Yes, my spoiled one, RS4 nardo gray, of course they missed me (big, of course)
Sun in the bubble, on the Prado, Pro shifter (pro shifter)
Wrong way (ah), my dear, you're going the wrong way
Bitch, where were you when I was putting seven euros of gas (huh)
You want to start a war with us (huh), by God, it's B (ah)
It takes your Audi, it takes your girl, it takes your credit card (hey, hey)
The phone beeps (brr), you take the kew (ew)
It's Marseille, baby (ah), his mother a temporary job (ah)
What's up, my race, calm or what (oh, mathafuck)
Get in the car, I go from 0 to 100 in 2.3 seconds
Guitarized, oh, AC/DC, oh, we cross paths, for sure, you're petrified

I gave the ring to Tchikita, two months later, I already left her (ah, ah)
You're a little bastard, I'm an apache, I'm a Diakité (hey)
I'm the captain (hey), I'm going to decapitate them (hey)
It's not the capital (no), it's Marseille, baby (pah, pah, pah)
1.3, Audi Sport, I pass customs, the reports
Fuck your mother on the Canebière, fuck your dead on the Old Port (Health & Honor)
Mi amor, it's the South neighborhoods, it's the North neighborhoods
Fuck your mother on the Canebière, fuck your dead on the Old Port (ah)

I'm in the zone, no helmet on a kitted scooter
Forget her, she's a bitch, she left you
I'm elsewhere, it's the dough I've crumbled
Since earlier, it's fucking up my lighter
Rafale, bazookaw flow, I have friends who move just in case
The bike goes: Brm, brm, brm, brm, always there, ask Tikow
I'm in the game in flip-flops, tracksuit
I fuck the crazy ones who talk about me on the net
I'm on a potion now, I take 2-3 hits on the joint

By the way, we climb, send the zeros on the check
Ah, ah, buddy, what's up, ah, ah, in the head
Ah, ah, grr, ratata, ah, ah, for the money
Ah, ah, buddy, what's up, ah, ah, in the head
Ah, ah, grr, ratata, ah, ah, for the money
No need to go to Lacoste since I'm made of gold and platinum
And on Twitter, I see their posts, fuck their mothers those who talk bad about the team

In an organized gang, no one can control us
In the zone, the rocket smokes, tracked by the ordinary
Hasta luego, make one, hasta luego, make two
Hasta luego, oh, oh, hasta luego, bam, bam

It's 24 carats (no), I've been rapping since the Cara era
The technique, the sick flow, artistically, we stroll (ok)
T-Max, Araï helmet, wanted in Kech-Marra
I send her an unstoppable strike, I make her mascara run (ah, ah)
The J, it's the S (ok), hum, I bring out the RS (vroom, vroom)
A thick wad, arlabelek', NAPS (ah, ah)
The, the J, it's the S (ok), hum, I bring out the RS (vroom, vroom)
A thick wad, arlabelek', NAPS (ok)

Yo, stop your bullshit (yeah), you're just a son of a barmaid (ah)
I started rapping with 7 and 3, at the river, I hit the straight flush
Yo, I'm aiming for gold, platinum (ah), originally, it was the assizes
I'm a bit of Zampa, a bit of Zizou (hit), I offer a Ricard to Putin
Young trafficker in the building, runs like Usain Bolt (ah, ah)
I know how to handle my department
At night, to upset your girl (ah, ah, ah)

And it goes, zumba, caféw, caféw, carnival
I'm in the tinted 4x4, tracked by the ordinary
And it goes, zumba, caféw, caféw, carnival
I'm in the tinted 4x4, tracked by the ordinary

In an organized gang, no one can control us
In the zone, the rocket smokes, tracked by the ordinary
Hasta luego, make one, hasta luego, make two
Hasta luego, oh, oh, hasta luego, bam, bam

Equal, illegal (eh), Alpha, Omega (vroom)
We make a coup d'état, bullet in the head, it's the account (vroom)
Pursuit, there are the blues (blues), serene, I come out of the blue (blues)
Ter-ter, handlebars, logistics, on the ground, ballistic blood
A-tchu-tchu-tcha (tcha), it's a salvatrucha ('cha)
Haram traffic (ah), Marseille, we find corpses (yeah)
Marseille hala, no more soul, the kids take action (yeah)
Milli', I want the milli' like the UFO (hum), these motherfuckers, I finish them

Yah, we make them friends, enemies, yah, we make them enemies, friends, yah
My pockets are full, you follow me, I calculated not to calculate him anymore, yah (oh)
Behavior in the zone, yah, behave with men, yah
Keep the peach, I'm in shape, shape, temenik, we distort you
Because it's too true, you have a bad look and a bad background, when I struggle, you're done (eh)
In bed, you're bad (eh), we know your girl (eh, eh)
At the visiting room, she turned (eh, eh), beaten by prisoners (oh, oh)
You owe money, money, money, you act tough in the: Boom, boom, boom
For money, we click, click, boom, alcohol
We gulp, gulp, gulp (gulp, gulp, gulp)
You owe money, money, money, you act tough in the: Boom, boom, boom
For money, we click, click, boom, alcohol
We gulp, gulp, gulp (gulp, gulp, gulp)

Wesh, you don't want war but why do you light the fuse (fuse, fuse)
I'm in the zone, I avoid the bitches, wesh
I don't listen to people and my Clio, it's on rims
I just smoke the yellow, sometimes with a bit of Mary Jane
Yesterday, I was blue, I wanted a blue Porsche GT (blue)
There was bread, we were full, there wasn't one, we were two (two)
I'm in the block, my deer, in the zone, it's each to their own (to their own)
There were traitors, traitors, traitors, fuck it, ma3lich
In the neighborhood, there's arms dealing, new pair, I pay in cash
Watch out, there are the gendarmes, they're far, it's good, relax
It's all for the money, backfire, smoke kills (brh)
Dancing as a team to the sound of ratata

In an organized gang, no one can control us
In the zone, the rocket smokes, tracked by the ordinary
Hasta luego, make one, hasta luego, make two
Hasta luego, oh, oh, hasta luego, bam, bam

In an organized gang, no one can control us
In the zone, the rocket smokes, tracked by the ordinary
Hasta luego, make one, hasta luego, make two
Hasta luego, oh, oh, hasta luego, bam, bam