Booba – 6G Lyrics English Translation

6G Lyrics English Translation by Booba

Beware of those who covet the prize,
Even your brothers, just ask Pogba.
Under mushrooms like Mario Bros,
Forget the princess, I won’t save her (I won’t save her).
You talk democracy, I speak of dictatorship,
If I say the sea is rough, it’s at least Katrina.
The absolute condition, pirate flag like in Tampa,
Their brains filled with cat litter, so it doesn’t stink.
No man’s death, 6G, new album, there are worse attacks.
I’m from the old world, she doesn’t take Ethereum, my stripper from Atlanta.
If I think too much, they’ll lock me up, brother, minds are under siege.
The barrel is long, cylindrical like a tower by Pablo Picasso.
What are you waiting for? Screw her over, the bitch, go ahead, you’ve got the green light.
Tell Beijing we’re in big trouble, coming without Hidalgo.
It’s not bohemia that inspires me, kid, it’s the late Arthur Rimbaud.
I admire the end, fleur-de-lis, loaded with powder, firecracker under the Murano.
They advise what’s advised against them, life, don’t turn your back on it.
I’ve only one team, always the same, we’re the Brazil of Rivaldo.

I don’t want to die without fighting, bending over backwards.
Call me on the app, we’ll speak in Japanese.
Look at all these clowns, they’ll end up in detention (End up in detention).
We’ll dig holes to bridge the gap (To bridge the gap).
It’s not you who decides.
The winds rise, will make you change course (Change course).

Life is a bitch (Bitch),
Like Maeva Ghennam, she needs to change her pussy (She needs to change her pussy).
They talk to me about crooks, they talk about scams (Scams),
Eyes to the sky (To the sky), I’m just waiting for the date.
Since I’m neither a dog nor a sheep (Nor a dog), I don’t know how to shake hands.
Only among us rats do we share the map.
We all sink in the end, no matter, our soul remains intact.
Human sacrifice, I wait for the eclipse (I wait for the eclipse), the sun is very angry.
My best profile is in Egypt (Egypt), on triangular buildings.
Tyrants of tomorrow, tyrants of yesterday, they want everything, the whole earth.
Detailing to leave the herd, tears of metal leave my iris.
Flames of the devil emerge from the black Urus, his honor hangs by a PayPal.
The stash in colors of Kobe’s jersey, from the slum to the Audi in the lobby.
Don’t dare give her the ring
If she asks the price of the ring.
I’ve got my harem, my hookah, my tea, I’ve taken up lamb again (I’ve taken up lamb again).