Plavon - Kaza

Bang bang bang

Bang bang bang

Plavon qu’a pas marché, ça fait bang bang bang

Bang bang bang

Plavon qu’a pas marché, ça fait bang bang bang

Bang bang bang

Plavon qu’a pas marché, ça fait bang bang bang

Tu quittes école pour la drogue, tu t’en fous des maths, toi tu préfères vendre

la do-o-o-o-ope

Tu quittes école pour la drogue, tu t’en fous des maths, toi tu préfères vendre

la dope

Un tas de potes qui deviennent des putes, jamais des putes qui deviennent des

potes

Numéro 9, j’rate jamais le but, j’ai du buzz, donc jamais sans capote

, mais la rue elle t’a mis une balayette

Le p’tit à la gare il crie «Ça vient d’où ?»

T’as bégaye, il t’a balayé

, t’as oublié que d’un coup tout s’efface

Et si tu glisses, passé sévère, la justice va pas lui dire «S'il te plaît»

Et quand tu sors, pour te refaire, bah il t’suffit pas de faire si temps plein

Et c’est chaud, t’as la haine, la lice-po, tu peux pas les sentir

Trop c’est trop, tu veux monter en haut, t’es en bas d’puis tout p’tit

Tard le soir j’traîne en bas des halls, tu réveilles toute la ville

Tard le soir j’traîne en bas des halls, tu réveilles toute la ville

Bang bang bang

Plavon qu’a pas marché, ça fait bang bang bang

Bang bang bang

Plavon qu’a pas marché, ça fait bang bang bang

Tu quittes école pour la drogue, tu t’en fous des maths, toi tu préfères vendre

la do-o-o-o-ope

Tu quittes école pour la drogue, tu t’en fous des maths, toi tu préfères vendre

la dope

Cette vie-là, tu l’as choisie, toi t’as voulu trop vite

Tu m’as vu ramener le Audi, donc tu voulais tout d’suite

Petits veulent devenir O.G., veulent rapper, c’est même pas audible

Coincé coincé, il est coincé coincé

Mauvais plavon, il va glisser glisser

Et c’est chaud, t’as la haine, la lice-po, tu peux pas les sentir

Trop c’est trop, tu veux monter en haut, t’es en bas d’puis tout p’tit

Tard le soir j’traîne en bas des halls, tu réveilles toute la ville

Tard le soir j’traîne en bas des halls, tu réveilles toute la ville

Bang bang bang

Plavon qu’a pas marché, ça fait bang bang bang

Bang bang bang

Plavon qu’a pas marché, ça fait bang bang bang

Tu quittes école pour la drogue, tu t’en fous des maths, toi tu préfères vendre

la do-o-o-o-ope

Tu quittes école pour la drogue, tu t’en fous des maths, toi tu préfères vendre

la dope

Bang bang bang

Plavon qu’a pas marché, ça fait bang bang bang

Ça fait bang bang bang

Plavon qu’a pas marché, ça fait bang bang bang

bang bang bang

bang bang bang

Plavon that didn't work, it goes bang bang bang

bang bang bang

Plavon that didn't work, it goes bang bang bang

bang bang bang

Plavon that didn't work, it goes bang bang bang

You quit school for drugs, you don't care about math, you'd rather sell

the do-o-o-o-ope

You quit school for drugs, you don't care about math, you'd rather sell

the dope

A bunch of homies turnin' hoes, never hoes turnin'

friends

Number 9, I never miss the goal, I have buzz, so never without a condom

, but the street she put you a brush

The little one at the station he shouts "Where does it come from?"

You stutter, he swept you away

, you forgot that suddenly everything is erased

And if you slip, severe past, justice won't say "Please"

And when you go out, to rebuild yourself, well, it's not enough for you to do so full time

And it's hot, you got the hate, the lice-po, you can't feel them

Enough is enough, you want to go up, you've been down since you were little

Late at night I hang out down the halls, you wake up the whole town

Late at night I hang out down the halls, you wake up the whole town

bang bang bang

Plavon that didn't work, it goes bang bang bang

bang bang bang

Plavon that didn't work, it goes bang bang bang

You quit school for drugs, you don't care about math, you'd rather sell

the do-o-o-o-ope

You quit school for drugs, you don't care about math, you'd rather sell

the dope

This life, you chose it, you wanted yourself too quickly

You saw me bring the Audi back, so you wanted right away

Little ones want to become O.G., want to rap, it's not even audible

Stuck stuck, he's stuck stuck

Bad plavon, he'll slip slip

And it's hot, you got the hate, the lice-po, you can't feel them

Enough is enough, you want to go up, you've been down since you were little

Late at night I hang out down the halls, you wake up the whole town

Late at night I hang out down the halls, you wake up the whole town

bang bang bang

Plavon that didn't work, it goes bang bang bang

bang bang bang

Plavon that didn't work, it goes bang bang bang

You quit school for drugs, you don't care about math, you'd rather sell

the do-o-o-o-ope

You quit school for drugs, you don't care about math, you'd rather sell

the dope

bang bang bang

Plavon that didn't work, it goes bang bang bang

It goes bang bang bang

Plavon that didn't work, it goes bang bang bang