Текст и перевод песни Samara - Zepekenio

Zepekenio

Comme zepekenio la tchitchi ou la mort
Comme zepekenio la plata ou la guerre
Comme zepekenio mel 7ouma njibou dollar
Comme zepekenio la7nina w baba d'abord

Eah
Comme zepekenio
Eeah
Comme zepekenio
Eeah
Comme zepekenio
Eeah
La tchitchi ou la mort

Lenna l7akem dima zadem, men dhlém nty ti t9awed mch m3ak
Mmima tjri fel ma7akem, fel parloir wlidha te3eb ml matraque

Ni millions d'euros, risqui nhar w lil
Ferryville logo, ntouma 9al w 9il
Au bb coucou, couba c'est ma vie
Ma ta3nich leflouss, a7na a3mar 3adina

Rjel t3ani chbik, zatla nicotine
Ma 3andich flous, vladimir poutine
M9as nbi3 trouf, ab3eth zouz titi
Mordha hak tchouf, mel bled khouty

Belly ysir, rjel n3ichou bel kelma
Tounes pute,to9tel fik l 7elma
Swaguer chit, a7na n3ichou fi dhalma
Wra les placards, khwet 3likom msalma

Hethy bledkom li dharretna, wzid khitabek khouya m3ana
Ma yenfa3ch . ma yenfa3ch
Nbi3ou kiloét bnina, fel mahmouta bled l 7lel ly
Ma ye9na3ch . ma ye9na3ch

Comme zepekenio la tchitchi ou la mort
Comme zepekenio la plata ou la guerre
Comme zepekenio mel 7ouma njibou dollar
Comme zepekenio la7nina w baba d'abord

Eeah
Comme zepekenio
Eeah
Comme zepekenio
Eeah
Comme zepekenio
Eeah
La tchitchi ou la mort

Nty skim ysarbou fik fi dolipranek
Nty kif tti7 tnik l kaf tjbd la7amk
A7na li nt3adou bel mdaghbech fel akhbar
M3aya michty anty sak flous t7al 7bar

Fib tlawej 3al makina wel makina hay MG fel autoroute
Tw tal9ani fel madina ndawer fi 3ati w n7arrek fel oumour

La police w tata, rabta l money baba
Dawer bi3 el coca, lasmer menich tupac
Zidni kamyetek rar, zid 3alili fel barre
Zidny kilo f sac, m3aya l famille motherfuck

C'est pas la police, 9atira tounes
Ka7ke7 w khales, 3abili valise
Raka7 l focus, 9arebli l couliss
Dakhel e devise, braquage fi bériz

Sbo3 l west lfou9, lelly y3esou matlou9
Ma nechrich l masrou9, nbi3ou bitha f ssou9
Ma nkhali l famille 7ouma, 3inaya galby houma
Nakrah nidham la7kouma, lekher nfass el coma

Comme zepekenio ki twety ma ntraty kilou 9chour khalet mel favela
Khali trassi win trassi t7eb l 7arb betbi3etna on est là

Comme zepekenio
Comme zepekenio .

Zepekenio

Like zepekenio, life or death
Like zepekenio, money or war
Like zepekenio, from the neighborhood we get dollars
Like zepekenio, the mother and father first

Yeah
Like zepekenio
Yeah
Like zepekenio
Yeah
Like zepekenio
Yeah
Life or death

We always rule, ahead, from the shadow you rise, you're not with us
Mom runs in the courts, in the visiting room her son is tired of the baton

Millions of euros, risk day and night
Ferryville logo, you guys are just talk
To the baby cuckoo, couba is my life
Don't worry about money, we've always been rich

A man suffers, tired of nicotine
I have no money, Vladimir Putin
Forced to sell hash, send two chicks
Bite her and see, from the country of my brothers

Belly hurts, men live by the word
Tunisia whore, kills your dreams
Swaggering shit, we live in darkness
Behind the closets, greetings to your brothers

This is your country that oppressed us, and your brother speaks with us
It doesn't help. It doesn't help
We sell kilos of good stuff, in the cursed country of the solution
It doesn't convince. It doesn't convince

Like zepekenio, life or death
Like zepekenio, money or war
Like zepekenio, from the neighborhood we get dollars
Like zepekenio, the mother and father first

Yeah
Like zepekenio
Yeah
Like zepekenio
Yeah
Like zepekenio
Yeah
Life or death

You skinny, they inject you with your Doliprane
You, when you get high, you bite your hand and pull your flesh
We are the ones who pass by with the machine gun in the news
With me, you're crazy, you hide money and spread rumors

In the morning you look for the car and the car is MG on the highway
You find me in the city, wandering around and causing trouble

The police and auntie, tied to money, dad
Turn around and sell coke, the dark one, I'm not Tupac
Add your truck full of things, add more to the outside
Add a kilo in a bag, with me, the family, motherfucker

It's not the police, it's Tunisia
It knocks and pays, my patience is a suitcase
Focus is on, backstage is ready for me
Inside is currency, robbery in Paris

Finger to the west above, those who live are found
I don't buy stolen goods, we sell them in the market
I don't leave my family hungry, my eyes, my heart are them
I hate the system of the government, the end is to break the coma

Like zepekenio when you tweet I don't answer, a kilo of hash left from the favela
Leave a trace where you trace, you love war, it sells us, we are here

Like zepekenio
Like zepekenio.