Mister You – Oeil pour oeil (English lyrics)

Intro :
Yougataga
What’up Rise-e
What’s up Karisma

1st Verse :
2016 is something else
My brother Frédo has the ball
Mister You is out of jail
Armless people have the longest reach
Of course, if I pull my dick out, there’s more than a hundred bitches that won’t say no
A lot of mares are needed for the stallion
Some red is needed under your high heels
An eye for an eye, that’s the law of retaliation
I’m surrounded with hyenas, my father is a lion
We’ll devour him, finish him off on the ground
New Jack City, the city Carter
If it’s starting to get to you, leave the ghetto
Restart, push the starter
Clutch, first and then sun
We all have a rage in us that is sleeping
Tell that to the pastor
Fuck the impostors, the traitors, the cowards who suck for a joint

Chorus :
Down stairs from me they go hard on the motocross
In the prison walks people transform
There’s too many keyholes and too many doors
We transport nothing but drugs
Down stairs from me they go hard on the motocross
In the prison walks people transform
There’s too many keyholes and too many doors
We transport nothing but drugs

2nd Verse :
2016 fuck the rich
There’s some hash and some coke
The competition is fucked
I’m back I’ll damage them
2016 fuck the rich
There’s some hash and some coke
The competition is fucked
I’m back I’ll damage them
The snitches are getting out of police custody
The jealous ones are on the lookout
Dick riding kills more than smoking
We’re loading up 400 grams per (??)
It’s crazy, judging from the amount of smugglers
Judging from the amount of bitches, judging from the amount of skanks
At 8 years old they pull out tear bombs
At 10, a coffee machine, at 13, a Fazer
At 18 years old they pull out machine guns, they get sentenced to 20 years in jail
And they screw that little bastard of a prosecutor’s daughter

Chorus :
Down stairs from me they go hard on the motocross
In the prison walks people transform
There’s too many keyholes and too many doors
We transport nothing but drugs
Down stairs from me they go hard on the motocross
In the prison walks people transform
There’s too many keyholes and too many doors
We transport nothing but drugs

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