OMZOJNR – Ah non c’est terrible (English lyrics)

Intro (Guy2Bezbar) :
Ah oui oui, ah oui oui
Jungle jungle
Ah non c’est terrible (bien sûr, bien sûr)

Chorus (Guy2Bezbar) :
Brrrrr skurt skurt skurt
Oh no that’s terrible
You’re a snitch and you come around acting like you’re from the hood ? Oh no that’s terrible
Oh no that’s terrible (yeah)
Your homie ditched you for a little ass, you’re losing balance
Oh no that’s terrible (X8)

1st verse (Guy2Bezbar) :
I’m opening the show, lead shower on your mom’s ass, yeah my guy we’re starving
I don’t suck dicks like your ride or die homies, ah of course fuck the faggots
Homie let’s go, I’m not afraid I told it to you, shit goes fast as you can see
This is the jungle this is the jungle, Bezbar sector where I live
What did you expect ? Yeah, poverty is in my destiny
We smoke blunts at ten years old, the real favelas are in my neighborhood
I’m going all in like (??), I swear on life I’m gonna fuck them up
Don’t come through here, Jungle squad, you’re gonna get your feather ruffled
They didn’t believe in me, (??), you see ?
Light skin, blonde haired, slanting eyes, that’s how I imagine my wife
I’m speeding on the highway, you see what I mean ?
You’re listening to me right now, the real guys are listening to me and recognize the real thug’s music
A flow that comes straight out of Kinshasa, we don’t like bastards
You can act tough on the phone the same way you’re a bitch in real life
When it comes to beef we’re sadistics, for my guys Kecha love sosa
If you act crazy I’ll light you up with the mortar and it’s gonna burn you like harissa

2nd verse (Omzo JNR) :
Manny, I’m so nervous even my dick switches gears
I’m pulling on your girl’s hair, I’m fucking her she’s screaming “harder”
Back then, I hustled real hard, I put all the money in the safe
Homie, we know about the street, now we’re gonan kill the rap game
We got all we need in the bendo, war weapons like Rambo
There’s some pure shit like Pablo, scientist working in the lab
Oh no that’s terrible
Negro Deep, B marsien, JNR, that’s too terrible
It’s gonna be horrible in your ears
Control the business, my nigga that’s possible
Success = bitches, bitches = suck
Being that things are shitty were we live, we have no choice but to blow
Your bitch is looking at us weird, I’m gonna pour everything in her mouth
Two, three, four kilos of coke, I’m raising the price like at the Tiercé
Baking soda in the pan, the fiends go crazy for it
Make a few crazy bitches shake their asses
Then they take off high off weed
Counting the sums, I learned that at school
During all my hours in detention
Pass the pact but I’m aiming for the jackpot
You approach me I’ll make you taste the ground

Chorus (Guy2Bezbar) :
Brrrrr skurt skurt skurt
Oh no that’s terrible
You’re a snitch and you come around acting like you’re from the hood ? Oh no that’s terrible
Oh no that’s terrible (yeah)
Your homie ditched you for a little ass, you’re losing balance
Oh no that’s terrible (X8)

3rd verse (Niska) :
Eh, go get a job or sell drugs asshole, fuck the cops, the financial brigade
The minister of finances is chilling, I sell textile in Charo all over France
Zifu Coro is the boss
So all the groupies wanna have kids with me
Allô Omzo and Marlo
Before we get busted by the cops, we gotta sell out all the kilos
My nigga, in the streets things aren’t complicated
In order to fuck shit up, make money while strapped up
A charo t-shirt on a dominican girl
Niska blew up, (??)
I’ll fuck you up and I’ll go smoke weed right after
C’est vrai qu’ta guez elle graille mais c’est un prêt (??)

4th verse (Madrane de La B) :
You’re about to get married, but you learned that she’s a bitch
You wake up every morning looking for a job but no one is hiring
You’re going crazy, you’re thinking, you wanna stick everyone up even if you end doing ten years
You’re becoming agitated, insolent, yeah threatening nigga
Ski mask, gloves, you grab your T Max on the search for a plan
You robbed this, you robbed that, long live money
Long live money, and from here you start saying long live money
Police raids, 6 in the morning at the police station
Police custody, locked up, and now you’re in prison
Live from the jungle, hello, homie, I’m calling you from Fleury
Things are shitty, I don’t even have enough to buy some rice
You gotta pay for the lawyer, you gotta (??)
My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, send over the yoyo
My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, put some weed in it
Like the guys at Fleury would say, prison is tough
Like the guys at Fleury would say, can’t wait to get out

Chorus (Guy2Bezbar) :
Brrrrr skurt skurt skurt
Oh no that’s terrible
You’re a snitch and you come around acting like you’re from the hood ? Oh no that’s terrible
Oh no that’s terrible (yeah)
Your homie ditched you for a little ass, you’re losing balance
Oh no that’s terrible (X8)

5th verse (Trafiquinté) :
Come up on Paris, Paris, Charo in the cabessa
Bibi, Brigui, Enes & Pablo
Your girl is checking out my pecs
Bendo, bendo, gravon, we do’nt dance the kotazo
Adios, we live with violence, sippin’ every day
Cargo from Amsterdam, re up the whole projects
We slang everyday, mogo it has to pay up
On the run in the car, I’m seeing the road to prison

OMZOJNR – Ah non c’est terrible (English lyrics)

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