Gradur ft Booba - Balti (English lyrics) - The International Connect

Intro (Booba) :
Geah
Boulbi, Lille’zer
Green euro bills, Purple
Geah, izi

Chorus (Gradur) :
I slang and sell in the dope spot
I slang and sell in the dope spot
We slang, we sell, we slang, we sell
We slang and sell in the dope spot, wouh
Slang and sell in the dope spot
Slang and sell in the dope spot
Like Marlo we screw the fiends at Balti
And McNulty goes crazy

1rst verse (Gradur) :
She’s hot, she’s hot, so make a child with her
Dump her if the baby is ugly
Fuck all those cheques and all those pussys, I’ve got dope
Your head isn’t the only thing that you need to cover
I do three showcases per week
Get the fuck out of here with your whack ass salary
And rot in hell
In a transsexual’s ass in Phuket
We lurk around in the 5-9 from Compton to Harlem
We battle it out like Jon Jones and Crixus in the Arena
Rappers fear us and the groupies love us
A bird doesn’t suck and it flies with it’s own wings
We started rapping as a joke
We smoked some grass and took off
Today, I’m taking the plane with some cellophane hash in my underwear
The enemies, the problems, all keep growing
That’s good, my Glock is getting bored these days
Like Marlo we shoot Carlo at the buffet
If one of those bastard wants to harm us
How to explain to you ? I’m paranoid
I cut coke with ammonia
Bitch, pass me some oil
I would like to hear the noise of the canon when it spews

2nd verse (Booba) :
@GradurOfficiel my sheguey
Even though I unfollowed him (Squad)
Nanterre, Bois d’Arcy, La Santé
Thanks, but I’ve already been there
We would hustle hard in the dope spot
Weed is less profitable than coke
Fuck the court clerk, fuck the court clerk
Assault riffle against the cashier’s temple
We don’t wait for them to give us our salaries
Armés en i, n’entends-tu pas le CR (??)
Strapped up like section K, CLR
I’m their father, I’m severe
I’m in the villa construction business
60 years old on a yacht, we love the youth
On your wall of trophies, I only remember the dildos
At 100 years old I’ll be number one like MacLeod
I don’t glorify crime
I glorify 10 digit salaries
Dark Pirate, will he ever stop ?
You raise one finger, you get ten slaps
What am I suppose to tell the young guys ?
Assume the felony that you commit
I’m reading the head lines, I’m getting my pinga sucked
I’m sipping my coffee con leche

3rd verse (Gradur) :
Devastating entry in the game like HIV
Like Mobutu I’m here to cause a ruckus
A nightmare to those rappers no jokes
We force them to retire like Seedorf
If war is a form of violence
I’ll handle her methodically
Like a virus I’ll spread my melody
In all the shacks, from the Peugeot to the Audi
A ton of fiends, business at Balti
She got fucked so much that she doesn’t want to leave
Weed-weed in my boxers, serve the fiends
We make more money than your MC, go tell it to McNulty
Omar in the zone, coke in the nostrils
Armed like a Nazi, Attack you like a Tank
A storming of a Bastille, some lead in my plastic
From the 5-9 to the 9-2, nothing but fucking classics
I’ll eat her pussy, rip off her g-string
Before I die like that bastard Stringer
Slang throughout the year, fuck the laws in force
There’s weed, there’s Jack, there’s bitches and liquor
Sheguey, I’m on fire, tell me who can step up to me ?
And we’re coming to take control, watch your ass
Some coke in our jackets, AK from eastern Europe
And from the streets, the projects KO2P GPS