Niska - J'suis dans l'truc (English lyrics)

Intro :
To all my locos my locos, that wear crocodile shoes
Charlie, Delta, Commando
Charlie, Delta, Commando
Charlie, Delta, Commando
Charlie, Delta, Commando

1rst verse :
My mom breastfed me
My big homies broke bread with me
You’re a snitch, you sold your people out
I’ll light your ass up in order to knock your lights out
The victim identified us behind the observation mirror
Can you tell us who was the one breaking jaws at rue d’Antain’s bus stop ?
You recognized me in the street, the Charo is handsome
As soon as you got home, that’s what you tweeted
That shit that you’re smoking is whack
It started smelling like crap as soon as I started to crumble it
Stop talking about the projects
If you don’t have any money we don’t care about you
The Deep Negro is respected
J’casse la démarche dans la cité (??)
Jacques is a son of a biiiitch
Chirac bought over my dope spot
All the arabs understood what was going on, heeeeeein
Rachid bought himself an R1
What’s the matter ? What’s the matter ? what’s the matter ? what’s the matter ?
Try to dodge this middle kick (lay down sucker)
Cashier cashier cashier cashier
Bag the money up, the cash

Chorus :
I’m in the trap house, yeah
I’m number one, I’m making the headlines
I’m in the trap house, yeah
Mami Wata wants me to fuck her
I’m in the trap house, yeah
I’m aware of the fact that they only love me for my money
I’m in the trap house, yeah
Viva street, I want you to sell your ass for me
I’m in the trap house, the trap house
I’m in the trap house in the trap house
I’m in the trap house, the trap house
I’m in the in the trap house
I’m in the trap house, yeah
I’m aware of the fact that they only love me for my money
I’m in the trap house, yeah
Viva street, I want you to sell your ass for me

2nd verse :
We’ll go to war like the PKK is doing
Whenever I feel like having sex I go to the FKK
I’m riding around my city, homie, I’m in a F4-4
4, 400 italia
I’m in the trap house, j’ai de la bouche dans l’fut (??)
The commissioner can go fuck himself
Who’s trying to dirty my reputation ?
Who’s looking for a job, we’re hiring ?
Who’s looking for a job, we’re hiring ?
I can’t stand people who talk shit
I can’t stand people who talk shit
It has been over for these chumps
Ever since I said that I would aim for their heads back on “Maître Chien”
[XXX] mama, mama na yo
We’ll never forget about the slave trade
She gets rib pains when I beat her pussy up
My mind goes blank when I’m fucking her
I’m in the back of the building, I can feel my demons
If I shoot you, you’ll be eligible for the COTOREP
3-5-7 rubbing against my dick
Djeba’s brother is talking
Oh, I need money
I wouldn’t like to end up in front of the liquor store
I’m in the trap house, I’m in the projects
2016, there’s no more one on one fights
It’s all in the mind back where I’m from
I repeat, it’s all in the mind back where I’m from