SCH – Rêves de gosse (English lyrics)

1st verse :
I’ve got control over your girl
A grip on the loot
The years are passing, I’m painting over my skin
Your girlfriend finds us dark
Bitch we’re on every poster
I’ve got control in your game, mathafack
I’m drinking the bottle rudeboy
Gut less, RuPaul
Either you shoot or you do nothing
Fire

Bridge :
I want the money, bye
You’re swole, count on your pecs, bitch
Puto, I’m counting on my 9
Juventus Jersey under the size
I’m from the street I have 40 points
Bro, that’s the price to pay for him to die
I want the money, yeah
I smoked all the herb, drank all the whiski
I’m drunk, I can see all their fakeness
Deep down in their eyes bro we need to get away from here
I didn’t live my child hood dreams
I want to feel alive

Chorus :
So I’m going to put it deep down your throat
We make war to you, we make love to you
We hook you up, we sell death to you
We become the worst kids on board
Youv’ sous la paille, 7.62, 30 shots to kill them
Bro, I’m doing my thing, tears of blood
You can get kill over less than a kilo
So I’m going to put it deep down your throat
We make war to you, we make love to you
We hook you up, we sell death to you
We become the worst kids on board
Youv’ sous la paille, 7.62, 30 shots to kill them
Bro, I’m doing my thing, tears of blood
You can get kill over less than a kilo

2nd verse :
I don’t listen to your rumors
Pussy, nothing erases all the problems
I look at the sky with red eyes
Scélérat, I like talking but not too much
Kilos stacked up like Lego
In the van on the A7 highway
Pay us the regular price, my nigga
Around here our hearts are big like our egos

Bridge :
I want the money, bye
You’re swole, count on your pecs, bitch
Puto, I’m counting on my 9
Juventus Jersey under the size
I’m from the street I have 40 points
Bro, that’s the price to pay for him to die
I want the money, yeah
I smoked all the herb, drank all the whiski
I’m drunk, I can see all their fakeness
Deep down in their eyes bro we need to get away from here
I didn’t live my child hood dreams
I want to feel alive

Chorus :
So I’m going to put it deep down your throat
We make war to you, we make love to you
We hook you up, we sell death to you
We become the worst kids on board
Youv’ sous la paille, 7.62, 30 shots to kill them
Bro, I’m doing my thing, tears of blood
You can get kill over less than a kilo
So I’m going to put it deep down your throat
We make war to you, we make love to you
We hook you up, we sell death to you
We become the worst kids on board
Youv’ sous la paille, 7.62, 30 shots to kill them
Bro, I’m doing my thing, tears of blood
You can get kill over less than a kilo

SCH – Rêves de gosse (English lyrics)

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