[Booba - Walabok/ English translation]

[Intro]
Walabok
Your mom the Visigoth
Walabok, walabok

[Unique verse]
If you run into me, you run into troubles
Pray for your grigri to give you force
You'll never get there like the feat with Rohff
30 000K in the pocket, bitch I’m a boss
Extended magazine, Glock is knocked up
Holy pimousse! Motherfuck, bomboclat
Squadron formation down the block
The pigs will flatten you at six o’ clock
Coming back like Ned from "City of God"
I got played on NRJ, I'm in choc
Hauts-de Seine there's all the stock
The piracy is never ending, walabok
Not just your tchoin that we tie with cord
I'm Attila the Hun, your mom the Visigoth
Gillette Mach 3 under the vocal folds
All of this be black like Moussa Diop
Boulbi Square, ASB open you their doors
Even if you're strapped, not sure you will cope
Don't say shit on the burner or in Morse
It's in the States the bando, me I'm under the porch
Posted like a grizzly
I got heat like Michael Beasley
There ain't just honey in my pothole
Pay your tabs, you get lit up if you're short
Don't give a fuck of who's your escort
They'll leave you like Kourtney K breaking up with Scott
Gangster of haut standing
I got Mirko Cro Cop in the starting blocs
Street’zer is always op'
Custody’zer, fuck it I deny with each question
You drive in loc’, your chains are all tinpot
You could not even seduce a lady-boy in all Bangkok
So insolvent, your bio is “hoping he floats”
The more I know my fellowman, the more I like my rot’
Your origin, affiliations, we don't give a toss
The piracy is never ending, walabok