Naps – T-shirt Croco (English lyrics)

Chorus (x2) :
It goes pawpaw!
T-shirt Croco!
We smoke hash and don’t give a fuck about the police, let them take our photos, down stairs of the block, homie, we pull our Glocks out, loco mental

I’m drunk (??), 220 km/h on the A7, the hash is in the trunk, I’m thinking back on everything that I screwed up in my life
We don’t sniff any coco, but I sell it to your homies
Without knowing I’m taking photos with some (??)
It’ll go pawpaw if there’s ever any problems, your homie is betraying you and you were saying that he likes you a lot
I’ve got brothers that are in jail, they drink, they get drunk, they still smuggle tons from deep down in their prison cell
They drive you crazy, avoid all the lead showers, never under estimate the adversary, the smallest of them can put you on the floor

Chorus (x2) :
It goes pawpaw!
T-shirt Croco!
We smoke hash and don’t give a fuck about the police, let them take our photos, down stairs of the block, homie, we pull our Glocks out, loco mental

I don’t know what we’ll become..Will we unite ourselves ? Will we lie to each other ? Will we repent ?
Ouohoho ! You start giving orders when you leave the house. You’re the smallest at home, but outside you control the street
And so you spend and you spend money all week, and once you’re in it, there’s no one there to look out for you
I don’t know how to reason you, you just started, I already finished, we wanted the dope spot and to make money, at 6 am the cops break down your door

Chorus (x2) :
It goes pawpaw!
T-shirt Croco!
We smoke hash and don’t give a fuck about the police, let them take our photos, down stairs of the block, homie, we pull our Glocks out, loco mental