DIZZY DROS - M3A L3ECHRANE LYRICS
Watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out (ey, ey, ey, ey)
When I'm with my clique, when I'm with my clique
We grew up on the street, we suffered a lot
I'm still outside when my father comes back from the Fajr prayer
I don't believe in love, my heart is hard as rock
I just want my parents to be proud of me
The grave doesn't want us
Neither does the sea
Morocco is the best country in the world but it gave us nothing
We made mistakes but God will forgive us
How do you want to beat Moroccans when you can't even speak
You're a rookie, look like you're playing Nassr
You can not do anything
Your way of talking annoys me
You don't carry the weight
You know you're worth nothing
You can't take criticism
Calm down
We can share everything
We made money
We slept no more
We had a fight and we broke up
I got everything I wanted, only missing the Tesla
You still don't know who I am
When I'm with my clique
(When I'm with my clique)
When I'm with my clique
(When I'm with my clique)
When I'm with my clique
Two bottles of Coke
We hang out in the neighborhood
Late at night
When I'm with my clique
(When I'm with my clique)
When I'm with my clique
(When I'm with my clique)
When I'm with my clique
Two bottles of Coke
2 am, there is no one outside
Take two hits, don't be afraid
I'll tell you why young people believe in me
Today I'm eating at the Four Seasons and tomorrow I'm having coffee with you on the block
I can chat with a minister today and beat you on Parchis tomorrow
I can be your homie but I can also chop your head off if you go over your limit
I was rapping when you were still in school
You wanted a beef but you didn't get it
Mustapha Tahtah salutes you
It's just a little warning
For money
He panics
People expect a lot from life
I considered them as members of my family but they betrayed me
Go to the office
I take care of you, with pleasure
In Saint Michel with a Belgian
I tell her, "you're so beautiful"
Rappers are fast
But I take my time
Redo your calculations
I can help you
Manal hit hard with two songs
But nobody listens to you
Manal hit hard with two songs
Factories will close
Manal hit hard with two songs
She's gonna send us to the kitchen
(Manal, Manal, Manal)
Give your money, it's a possibility
It does not interest me
I don't owe anyone anything
You're stressed, it shows
Do you want to see me or do you just want to email me
To avoid discomfort take an Actimel
I never trusted nobody
I never drank vodka
I feel better when I say everything on my heart like Asmaa Beauty
I distribute Gucci caps
'Cause I'm blasting that pussy, aye
We grew up on the street, we suffered a lot
I'm still outside when my father comes back from the Fajr prayer
I don't believe in love, my heart is hard as stone
I just want my parents to be proud of me
The grave doesn't want us
Neither does the sea
Morocco is the best country in the world but it gave us nothing
We made mistakes but God will forgive us
I don't do things by halves, I'm a star
When I'm with my clique
(When I'm with my clique)
When I'm with my clique
(When I'm with my clique)
When I'm with my clique
Two bottles of Coke
We hang out in the neighborhood
Late at night
When I'm with my clique
(When I'm with my clique)
When I'm with my clique
(When I'm with my clique)
When I'm with my clique
Two bottles of Coke
2 am, there is no one outside
Take two hits, don't be afraid
(hah)
The sun never rises in Bin Lmdoun (Bin Lmdoun)
There was a funeral yesterday in Bin Lmdoun (Bin Lmdoun)
An 18-year-old threw himself from a terrace
And another was killed in Bin Lmdoun (rest his soul)
