Kaaris – Sinaloa (English lyrics)

Intro :
2-7.Z.E.R.O, homie
Sinaloa Cartel
2-7 2-7 2-7
Sinaloa, Sinaloa
That’s the law, That’s the law

Chorus :
That’s the law, nigga
That’s the law, nigga
That’s the law, nigga
That’s the law, nigga
That’s the law, nigga
That’s the law, nigga
That’s the law, nigga
Glock, tchoin, boko, blunt
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga

Verse :
They either took it deep down in their throats
Or they all spend their time bending over to pick up their dirty laundry
I’ll take without being given, because we’ve suffered
I would like a lamborghini Reventon and a thot that’s down for anything
The Mayans said it all, It seems that way to me
French rap is laughable, they look like Booder
Come again, come again, come again, come again, I’m raging
Bearded like Bin Laden’s ghost
We’ve carried out a lot of unspeakable acts
Out of my mind, Twisted off weed like Guwop
I’m thinking about those niggas, there’s nothing mean about you, yeah, I’m talking about you
Your sister has her period so she sees blood more often than you do
The night times can be tricky, those girls are getting sprayed
While you eat your shawarma, I’m pissing out rosé
I’ll plant my flag in your butthole
You speak way more words than you fire bullets
Look at the wack ass team that you gathered
From your mouth, from your ass, your shit comes out from both holes
You know very well that I’ll be back, hard like an arm
This time to really punish you, I’m taking kamagra
There will always be barriers, my face is darker than your rear glass
I’ll light you up to switch off your lil’ career
I exit rehab, then I walk around with my dick hanging
I’m chilling, relaxing, listening to what they claim
Finger on the trigger, I’m waiting for those faggots to try something
More paranoid than a black person living around southerners
If French rap pays me, Fuck the haters
Don’t take any risks Traper, Fifty don’t sell anymore records
I’m putting all the small plates in the big ones
You can see me on flat screen
Galillé was right and wrong, bitch, the earth is round but your ass is well flat
Weapons of all categories, I’ve got the logistics
Back larger than the gorilla with the magic stick
There won’t be any one-one bitch, the fuck you think this is ?
I’m Obi-Wan, bitch, you’re Jango Fett

Chorus :
That’s the law, nigga
That’s the law, nigga
That’s the law, nigga
That’s the law, nigga
That’s the law, nigga
That’s the law, nigga
That’s the law, nigga
Glock, tchoin, boko, blunt
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga
Sinaloa, nigga