MMZ – Tout pour le gang (English lyrics)

1st verse (Moha) :
Hey….
Nah homie, I’m not like them, I’m Moha 2MZ
And whenever I’m not there, not there, there
You are quick to talk shit about me, you want me to end up down stairs
AD Khey killed freezer, and me, I left the dope spot in order to finish the fight
Judging from the people that surrounds me, I know that I’ll die from a bullet to the back
I did some dirt, some dirt, and the Sheitan didn’t help me
You did some wrong, some wrong, and you think on it while doing your ablutions
We’re making money, money
I haven’t blown up yet, blown up, I don’t show off
Free Lukas and all our inmates, inmates
You ditched the gang for a piece of ass, piece of ass
Homie, we’re going to make a killing, woullah, woullah
I’m imsoniac, I’m walking out of the building
It’s cold outside, the silhouette of a fiend
I need to serve him, take his money
I’m waiting on the second fiend, fiend
I refuse to end up broke, and if I make it to a million
I’ll even let you do the detailing
Hey….
Don’t say that you’ll love me all your life
Sweet heart, I’ve already got 20 000 problems
Raise your glass, enter the dance
In showcase, I make them love France

Chorus (Moha) :
We haven’t blown up, motherfucker
Woulah, Woulah, Woulah, homie
Woulah, Woulah, Woulah, homie
Everything for the gang
Woulah, homie
Woulah, Woulah, Woulah, homie
Woulah, Woulah, Woulah, homie
Woulah, Woulah, Woulah, homie
It’s everything for my zoo
Woulah, homie
We need to escape the misery, motherfcker
Woulah, Woulah, Woulah, homie
Woulah, homie
Everything for the gang
It’s everything for my zoo

2nd verse (Lazer) :
Nah, I haven’t blown up, these bastards want to shoot me
Getting a million views, we did it
Only thing that’s missing is a million dollars
Me, I want to make some money
And make the inmates enjoy themselves
When I’ll do what needs to be done
Believe me, I will no longer be here
I don’t want to be loved, I don’t want the buzz, I don’t want any problems
I would like to do right but the Sheitan is attracting problems
Between the traitors, the leachers, and the fake friends
Who will be there, when you will no longer have all this
No longer have all this money
Woulah I swear on my life, we’re screwing some of them, woulah I swear on my life, this year we’ll be buzzin
You won’t love us your whole life
I do showcases from Paris to Marseille
I do dirt in order to live the good life
Even if I’ve been to the islands, I don’t know what paradise is like
Mama, I swear on my life that I’ll bring you a million, homie, woulah
Nah I’m not full of myself, me, I make the little kids enjoy themselves

Chorus (Moha) :
We haven’t blown up, motherfucker
Woulah, Woulah, Woulah, homie
Woulah, Woulah, Woulah, homie
Everything for the gang
Woulah, homie
Woulah, Woulah, Woulah, homie
Woulah, Woulah, Woulah, homie
Woulah, Woulah, Woulah, homie
It’s everything for my zoo
Woulah, homie
We need to escape the misery, motherfcker
Woulah, Woulah, Woulah, homie
Woulah, homie
Everything for the gang
It’s everything for my zoo

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