preparation pour l'album en featuring debut 2010

- Prénom : TRISTAN
- Surnon : T.I.T.I
- Mn age : 17 ans
- Née le : 12/09/1992
- Ma situation: En couple

JE T'AIME TRO JTMJTMJTM PLV

Dessus il y'a :

- Pot HEBO RACING
- Kit 77 polini en fonte
- vario Malossi
- Allumage MVT premium
- Carbu de 17.5
- Vilo top perf renforcée
- vitesse max : je sait pas mais il torche grv !!!

partit moteur :

Kit 50 conti mono segment avec barrette a l echapement
carbu de 17.5 delhorto
boite a clapet doppler
pot doppler s3r chrome
cornet tnt
galet de 5 gramme doppler

partit estetique

peinture or nacré orange bleu
feux lexus chrome tnt
retro carbonne turn
guidon street or
potance grise tnt
poigner conique tnt
alarme bloc vol
bequille chrome tnt lateral
cligno goutte d eau
mousse conti
rehausse rouge tnt
pneu pirelli evo 21
neon bleu pour l eclairage plaque
feux arriere blanc

dessus il y'a :

- kit 50 top perf
-pot simonini NON HOMOLOGUE ROUTE
- kit chaine renforcée
- vilo simonini
- monté en street
- vitesse max : 145 km/h compteur voiture

tro pur cet aprem

mn 2 eme métier sapeur - pompier volontaire

Le Clip : Hustlers ambition


(Like the fire needs the air)
(I won't burn unless your there)

Yea, I need you,I need you to hate
So I can use you for your energy
you know, its real shit, feel this!

America's got a thing for this gangsta's shit, they love me
Black Chucks, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle
I take spills over raymo shit, I'ma fan
Got through the silver duck tape on my trait old handle
The women on my life bring confusion shit
SO like Nino from New Jack, I'll have to cancel that bitch
Look at me, this is the life I chose
Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze up
I build an empire on the low the narc's don't know
I'm the weatherman, I take that coco leaf and make that snow
Sit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the door
O after O, you know, homey I'm just triple beam, dreamin
Niggaz be schemin, I'm fiendin to live a good life
The fiends just fiendin
Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't see
The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me

Refrain :
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way when while I'm tryin to get mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want to find the thing thats in my life
So I hustle (hustle)

Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks
Black talents start flyin, when a nigga flip
I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me
Man my cold days, they called me chef boy are 50
Check my logic, smokers don't like seeds in their weed shit
Send me them seeds i'll grow 'em what they need
Them ain't chia pet plants in the crib thats chronic
And I'm sellin them 500 a pop god damn it
I sold everythin I'ma hustler, I know how to grind
Step on grapes put in water and tell you its wine
If you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA recrock

What goes in my mind, its contagious
Hypnotic, it sounds melodic
If the rap was the block or spider, I'll be poke and butter
Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key
And you can locate me where ever that dope be, gettin money man

Refrain

Its a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision
Mossberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin and drama means nothin
It's part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin lanes
In the jewels with your chains
I upgrade from 30 BS to clean VS
Rocks that I copped procedes from the spot
I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline
Played it perf and get nauseous, watchin the spinner spin
I make plans to make it, a prisoner of the state
Now I can invite yo ass out to my estate
Them holi tip bent me up, but I'm back in shape
Pour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shake
I'm like the East coast number one playboy B
Hugh Hefner'll tell you he don't got shit on me
The feds watch me, icey they can't stop me
Racist, pointin at me look at the nigga ratchi
Hello!

Refrain