Gims - Ça décoiffe Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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It's going off

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!
You've missed the mark, it's going off in downtown Paris
You've missed the mark, it's going off in downtown Paris
You've missed the mark, it's going off in downtown Paris
Missed the mark, in the Seven-Five it's going off
Eh, hey bunch of assholes
Never again will you overlook me
A million albums sold
It goes like this...

I'm hard late at night
I play dirty for it
Lurking in the shadows
Seven-Five-Zero-Zero-Nine, hello
Downtown Paris, it goes...
No, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no
But, Gims, stop that
No, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no
But, Gims, stop that

Out here we grind in the shadows
Out here we grind in the shadows
Out here we grind in the shadows
Seven-Five: we grind in the shadows

Out here we grind in the shadows
Out here we grind in the shadows
Out here we grind in the shadows
Seven-Five: we grind in the shadows

[Jr O Crom]
This is for the fellas, the ill-mannered, the ones who like the 'hood and racing cars
Sexion d'Assaut is mad
Dreaming of a million CDs, and then interest
Despite the depth of the abyss, we bounced back without a trampoline
You hear those little guys? They're killers, man, they're not just anybody
You've got work, go ahead but careful, they're pillagers even in pairs
Go on, dr-dr-drive, ste-ste-step on the gas
Leave 'em behind, they need to run around, like game in the forest
You wanna fight? You're done in
We rapped, you were cracked, you left all of your crew
And your crazy madman flow's checked out, the text's under wraps
Check out the queue out front, they're wondering when we took off
We're at the top of charts, excellent, thanks fam
You created clans to eradicate us, watch out for the criminal deal
At least, just with these 16 lines, the job's done

I'm hard late at night
I play dirty for it
Lurking in the shadows
Seven-Five-Zero-Zero-Nine, hello
Downtown Paris, it goes...
No, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no
But, Gims, stop that
No, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no
But, Gims, stop that

[Black M]
I only go out when the sun goes down, I'm not a brilliant man
Mic in front of my mouth, as an embryo
I listen to your music, your songs, while laughing
I was expecting hardcore stuff, but no: still nothing
Wide-eyed, I'm telling you it's the shock, wimps are in the rap game
Because we freestyle out here, motherfucker
Hand me a smoke, I'm the slave who eats the rooster
In Guinea they called me 'Kôtô', now there are villages where I'm popular, Jr on the coast, who told me that there's not one kopek
That makes me even madder, gimme something to smoke
I'll stop when my mom sets foot on Mars, it's over
I don't want to make do with a Mercedes
Sorry, me no know by heart 'La Marseillaise'*
You there, your rap bores us shitless, buddy
Words of a guy who scrimps and saves lyrics
These bastards want us to have the leftovers
I mustn't lose my temper, flow: Black knows how to do it, oh!
But who told you that rap's dead?

I'm hard late at night
I play dirty for it
Lurking in the shadows
Seven-Five-Zero-Zero-Nine, hello
Downtown Paris, it goes...
No, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no
But, Gims, stop that
No, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no
But, Gims, stop that

Out here we grind in the shadows
Out here we grind in the shadows
Out here we grind in the shadows
Seven-Five: we grind in the shadows

Out here we grind in the shadows
Out here we grind in the shadows
Out here we grind in the shadows
Seven-Five: we grind in the shadows

Hey, you've got no inspiration little guy? Yeah, sure
Ok, it's funny, make do with respecting your elders
I don't look beyond physique, I'm difficult
Cousin, I make decisive passes like Mesut Özil
I nearly popped my clogs 'cos of the love of millions of fans
'Subliminal': anticipated like the return of Fall**
Don't rub your asses up against the hit-producing machine
I break the generator like at Obama Beach
Flow of an asshole, beat of an asshole
Call me 'Miss Gertrude' if I make a mess of myself at the party
Cap, leather, black sneakers, swaggy-swag
I have all I've needed at this point, all I need now is diarrhoea
At the top of the charts, in front of Rihanna, Katy Pery
What you produce is hardcore, what you produce is subtle, at worst you perish
Who's speaking? Dring dring, go ask Siri
Who told you that Meugi Warano's group is over?

I'm hard late at night
I play dirty for it
Lurking in the shadows
Seven-Five-Zero-Zero-Nine, hello
Downtown Paris, it goes...
No, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no
But, Gims, stop that
No, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no, but no
But, Gims, stop that

Yo guys what even is this track?
Yo guys what even is this track?
Imma teach you how to sell records
Imma teach you how to sell records
Yo, guys from downtown Paris
Yo, guys from South Paris
Yo, guys from North Paris
Yo, guys from East Paris
In your motherfuckin' face
Meugi Warano
9th District, Ze-Ze-Ze Art'***

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