[Intro: Tiakola & Leto]
Boumi'
You know, I don't like to do that!
Wasted time, I can't miss this
Lack of money makes us aggressive
We need some papers, some mapessas
Too much pride that we become hurt, hurt
We make some paper, some mapessas (We need papel to eat)
I have a heartache but I don't even worry (I have a heartache but it's going to be okay)
There are a lot of enemies who want to "mmh, mmh" me
There's a lot of enemies who want to "mmh, mmh" me (Ouh, ouh, ouh)

[Chorus: Tiakola & Leto]
The ghetto is the ghetto, go to jail for the ghetto
Hash for the network, these bastards are too stupid
Business in the bendo, the ghetto, it's the ghetto
Your girl gives the signal, gloved, I'll do the job
We're not going to act as if everything was fine here
There are a lot of enemies who want my skin but I'm already ready for that
I don't even need you, I have some paper, some mapessa
The Uzi will sing "Boutata" like Fally Ipupa

[Post-chorus: Tiakola & Leto]
A lesson in practice, this world tires me
Both feet in the hood, as soon as I arrive, I'm spotted
I have enough to make them panic, mmh, enough to freak them out
But, this world tires me, but hey, it's going to be okay
[Single verse: Tiakola & Leto]
We pull up, pull up your car, the one who misses is out of luck
You like to wake up the beast, the sounds of storms and storms
Angers, black smiles, if we don't see you there anymore, it's because you're dead
Be careful, there are people who are talking, it's the euros that are making them talk
I shouldn't have trusted them, look, all these bastards, they destroyed my heart
I arrive in a big car in front of the club, Notorious Big
It's dead, in my head, it's dead, J.Lo, Ri-Ri, Beyonce
You are my medicine, my daily life means that sometimes I mess up
I roll another one and straight away, I take off
Why are not you answering ? You know I'm a guy from down there
It's the life of the block that we sing about, if I missed you, you're lucky
More bills, I'm turning the page

[Chorus: Tiakola & Leto]
The ghetto is the ghetto, go to jail for the ghetto
Hash for the network, these bastards are too stupid
Business in the bendo, the ghetto, it's the ghetto
Your girl gives the signal, gloved, I'll do the job
We're not going to act as if everything was fine here
There are a lot of enemies who want my skin but I'm already ready for that
I don't even need you, I have some paper, some mapessa
The Uzi will sing "Boutata" like Fally Ipupa

[Post-chorus: Tiakola & Leto]
A lesson in practice, this world tires me
Both feet in the hood, as soon as I arrive, I'm spotted
I have enough to make them panic, mmh, enough to freak them out
But, this world tires me, but hey, it's going to be okay