MOHA LA SQUALE – C’était pas gagné (English lyrics)

Intro :
La Squale, homie
Things weren’t looking good for Bendero, homie
Things weren’t looking good for Bendero, he’s lucky
Now, I’m killing all those clowns, nothing but clowns that make trap music
The street life, the real one, what do you know about it ?
And by the way, who do you know ? Because nobody knows you
Me, homie, I’m dope, around here, shots get fired, it’s common
I’m not afraid of the undercover car, one homie, a two wheeler in order to avoid missing you
Stop bullshitting, homie, you screwed up, we’ll attack you in front of your mother
So chill out, don’t try to act tough, you got everything under control ? you got nothing under control

Chorus :
You think you’ve got everything under control ? You’ve got nothing under control ! Things weren’t looking good for Bendero
Those sharks, we got lucky, now I want my Cesar at Cannes
My villa on the sea coast, me who wasn’t popular before
This is “Pankani”, not the impostor, check out the posture that I adopted in the rap game, me who used to be posted up on Duris
La Squale, a taste for risk, he just keeps selling drugs in a risky manner, in the real street, he made money
When there was a robbery, I would hope on the bike alone, while you were listening to your own lies
La Squale, homie, it’s on, for you, it’s time to leave
You got everything under control ? You got nothing under control ! Things weren’t looking good for Bendero
Those sharks, we got lucky, now I want my Cesar at Cannes
My villa on the sea coast, me who wasn’t popular before
This is “Pankani”, not the impostor, check out the posture that I adopted in the rap game, me who used to be posted up on Duris
La Squale, a taste for risk, he just keeps selling drugs in a risky manner, in the real street, he made money
When there was a robbery, I would hop on the bike alone, while you were listening to your own lies
La Squale, homie, it’s on, for you, it’s time to leave

Unique verse :
This little bandit that bullies them, start trouble, he’ll fuck you up like it’s nothing
He already fired shots, and I’m not talking to you about the golden ball trophy
On the dope spot, he makes no mistakes, you can get a red flag right away
And on the side, you’re counting your deaths, don’t count on no one when it comes to money
For Bendero, only his mother and Luna never gave up on him
All the others, homie, they’re cowards, this track, is a lynching
Today, they’re all on my dick, they’re all pilling up to come and queue up
Me who barely had anything, I almost threw my life away
And I can’t wait for chapter 2, well done for Bendero
Three chapters for a “3-0” score, La Squale destroyed them
Headbutt à la Zizou and your team starts to stammer
My ride or die homies are in prison, it was crazy, this is for Zozo
I’m a Saracen, check out the jersey
In this rap game, I’m the mid fielder, Manny Moha, he wants to make a million, he’s not here for the thousands
The streets, the real ones, she confessed to me, you, in my street, you got a smack
So be careful to what you say because personally, I’m starting to have doubts
Many of them are fakes, that’s a fact, all year long, all they do is fool people
Me, they got a taste of my dope, it’s fresh, zero lies
Middle finger for the prison guards, look through the peephole, Moha is no longer there
Things weren’t looking goo for that little guy, but this bronze took over the rap game
Get your lil’ bullshit homies out the way, Panka’ is celebrating his birthday alone
If only you knew, freedom, is sweet
La Squale is savoring it with a blunt
Just know that things weren’t looking good, and that brown hash, is how I brought bread on the table
Today, I can take on the Godfather

Chorus :
You think you’ve got everything under control ? You’ve got nothing under control ! Things weren’t looking good for Bendero
Those sharks, we got lucky, now I want my Cesar at Cannes
My villa on the sea coast, me who wasn’t popular before
This is “Pankani”, not the impostor, check out the posture that I adopted in the rap game, me who used to be posted up on Duris
La Squale, a taste for risk, he just keeps selling drugs in a risky manner, in the real street, he made money
When there was a robbery, I would hop on the bike alone, while you were listening to your own lies
La Squale, homie, it’s on, for you, it’s time to leave
You got everything under control ? You got nothing under control ! Things weren’t looking good for Bendero
Those sharks, we got lucky, now I want my Cesar at Cannes
My villa on the sea coast, me who wasn’t popular before
This is “Pankani”, not the impostor, check out the posture that I adopted in the rap game, me who used to be posted up on Duris
La Squale, a taste for risk, he just keeps selling drugs in a risky manner, in the real street, he made money
When there was a robbery, I would hop on the bike alone, while you were listening to your own lies
La Squale, homie, it’s on, for you, it’s time to leave

Outro :
You think you’ve got everything under control ? You’ve got nothing under control ! Things weren’t looking good for Bendero
Those sharks, we got lucky, now I want my Cesar at Cannes
My villa on the sea coast, me who wasn’t popular before
This is “Pankani”, not the impostor, check out the posture that I adopted in the rap game, me who used to be posted up on Duris
La Squale, a taste for risk, he just keeps selling drugs in a risky manner, in the real street, he made money
When there was a robbery, I would hop on the bike alone, while you were listening to your own lies
La Squale, homie, it’s on, for you, it’s time to leave
La Squale, homie
That’s it’s square, La Squale, homie
I’m becoming a legend, they’re hating
It’s square