PNL - Dans ta rue (English lyrics) - The International Connect

1st verse (Ademo) :
They’re crazy, in real life I woop those sons of bitches ass
Yeah my friend, get the money out we know how to cash it in
Don’t ask for a featuring we don’t do any, don’t embarrass yourself
Of course this is Paris so everyday we’re in a hurry
When we fill up our fridge, we thank the bar of hash
“Be the best in crime or in school” That’s what Baba said to me
Homie, it’s “QLF”, those that heard about it sang along “la la la lala”
Around here we get the blunt out and then we take a breath of fresh air
I’m thinking back on the days when I wore my tracksuits with my air bubbles
But hey, that’s life, I hope you kept your mouth shut in Police custody
you want to be my bitch, you’ve got a fat ass, that’s super
Yeah homie, I’m disrespectfull, why do you swallow ?
Let’s cut to the chase, This is Ademo going in first
I pull out a big blunt and I smoke it in the savannah
These fools are queuing up, me I selling dope
You’re not happy ? Stay in your corner
we’re hustling hard while you’re having a good time
I’m focused, don’t worry my dick
has been ready to fuck them for a long time
So don’t try to test us, motherfucker
You’re playing a role, not us, we’ll attack you out at sea
The judge went hard on me, I’ve grown up, grew up without a mother
I suffered but the Angels told me “don’t worry about it”
I’m not Madame Soleil, the futur is dark
Homie, my loved ones are starving, I’m not kididng
check out the fangs, around here there’s too much of us shooting at each other
from the start

Chorus (Ademo) :
I’m in your town, I’m in your street
Things are dead downstairs, I’m smilling upside down
I’m in your town, I’m in your street
I don’t give a fuck, they’re gonna love my dick
Y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah roll it up
Y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, act like a thug, act crazy
Y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, you want to test us
Y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, we are LOL-ing
Y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, roll it up
Y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, act like a thug, act like a thug, act crazy
Y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, you want to test us
Y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah, we are LOL-ing

2nd verse (N.O.S) :
What did you expect ? Nothing has changed, motherfucker
What did you expect ? I’m slangin 200g bags of skunk, I’m making a salary
Chico don’t lie to me, I bring the powder, the look in the fiend’s retina is always sincere
Don’t you worry, ill patient on calming pills, in a couple thousands of euros from now they’ll operate me
I feel weird like when I get a taste of life
Like when I don’t have any ennemies in the town
I don’t know what easy money is
we haven’t built anything since our first kilo
No fake friendships not even for a million euros
Those thousands of twenty euro bills didn’t even save us
I won’t be quitting tommorow, things are tight
I’m more like Tony with a ready tongue
There’s nothing to do down stairs
We don’t forget you, we replace you
(Just family, just family, just family, just family)
I count the money over in front of the mirror
(Just family, just family, justa family, just family)
It’s 1 minute past 6 AM, I’m flushing the toilets
I don’t have any time, I’ve got some hash and some green
I took a decision high off weed, I’m fucked
Seems like there won’t be no vacation for the fam’
When I’m pissed off, I take the side route
We go out to make money when we’re hurting
Last job under face mask, pale skin tone
I hope to not leave with dirt on my hands
She doesn’t have me on her mind when she’s swallowing
you know, I’m addicted, you know, I’m addicted
I saw those sweaty euro bills consume souls by the thousands, break hearts
It’s all about the money, money, money, money
Because life’s a bitch and she deceived me like I deceived my creator