[Booba - 92i Veyron/ English Translation]

[Intro]
No one, no one
No one, no one

[Verse 1]
New rich, my Lamborghini bashed into a few speed bumps
I neither wait in line at Ritz, nor at McDonald's
If they're the ones who are right, I am unreasonable
The burst in your living room will very likely be disagreeable
New rich, my Lamborghini bashed into a few speed bumps
I neither wait in line at Ritz, nor at McDonald's
If they're the ones who are right, I am unreasonable
The burst into your living room will very likely be disagreeable

[Chorus]
We raise a toast to our scars, to our piratе hooks every night
"Black is black", did they said, is thеre really is no hope left
Winners write it, the vanquished tell History
Winners write it, the vanquished tell History
No one in the world walks with the same pace
Their rules all have a grave, this is what they don't get
The in and out of prison, some never return
I have a kalash and toddlers, all with the same roof over their head
Always in the mood to rough them up, may the future suck my third finger
No, I do not like you, neither the one by your side
There's only when you go fuck your mom that I'm 100% with ya'
You have nothing to smoke, what I'm gonna do with ya'?
[Verse 2]
I talk about the street 'cause I was immersed into it, even if now I'm way less there
I write from the block with G.A.T.O B.A.T.O, boug an mwen
There's tunes, pussies, hashish, there's the Nueve-2i nearby
Big cock in the minimal wage's pussy, spin kick into the snout
Nuclear bomb on the game, only me and rats will be left
When I'll hop into the Veyron, never will you see me again
Inspired by the music of these slaves descendants
They buy n***as on public arena, for them nothing is grave
I have crown on the head, yet it's the neighbor who got the charm
"There won't ever be no truce" told me my khos from 93
Braised chicken, alocos, plantains, rap music is haram
Genocide on these n***as, I'ma Boko Haram 'em
Don't do too much good or you'll be nailed to a cross
The burst on your lame ass will come sooner than you expect
Human race disgusts me, I light big joint with blowtorch
Fuck your shitty fondation, I'd rather save animals

[Chorus]
We raise a toast to our scars, to our pirate hooks every night
"Black is black", did they said, is there really is no hope left
Winners write it, the vanquished tell History
Winners write it, the vanquished tell History
No one in the world walks with the same pace
Their rules all have a grave, this is what they don't get
The in and out of prisons, some never return
I have a kalash and toddlers, all with the same roof over their head
Always in the mood to rough them up, may the future suck my third finger
No, I do not like you, neither the one by your side
There's only when you go fuck your mom that I'm 100% with ya'
You have nothing to smoke, what I'm gonna do with ya'?