Miné Lyrics – 13 Organisé Ganlyrics

Miné Lyrics by 13 Organisé is a latest French song in the voice of 13 Organisé. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new Miné song lyrics are also written by 13 Organisé. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. It dives into the struggles and resilience of life in tough environments. The lyrics reflect feelings of frustration and betrayal, emphasizing loyalty and the importance of self-reliance. The artists share their experiences of navigating street life, facing challenges, and striving for success despite the odds. There’s a vibrant mix of celebration and reflection, capturing moments of joy while acknowledging the darker aspects of their reality. With catchy hooks and an energetic vibe, the song resonates with themes of camaraderie and determination within a close-knit community.

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La tête pleine de problèmes là j’pète les plombs
Si tu tiens pas tes promesses je coupe les ponts
Ils ont cru que je dormais ils ont joué les cons
Y’a vraiment peu de vaillants qui ont fait les comptes
RS4, j’suis comme un rescapé, j’suis vers l’Estaque, j’remplis les sacs
Flow en stock, on lâche pas le steak
Que j’fais du Jul, gros, j’suis pas les States
C’est pour ceux enfermés au chemin de Morgiou
Pour les crapules qui sont partis de rien, qui font des gros sous
La moitié d’ma vie dans la rue, l’autre sur Pro Tools

J’suis pas bien là, j’crois j’vais rallumer l’pétou

J’fais lever le Kawasaki
A7, monte sur la selle, j’te démaquille
C’est le G, le J, c’est bande organisée Guy
Accroyant de beuh, beuh, beuh dans la gary
Ça fume un pet, deux pet
Et ça lève le compète
Ça veut partir à Phuket
À Khali, j’mene des enquêtes
L-deux, A7
Promenade en claquettes
Opinel dans le survet
Le charbon fait la recette

Oh, qu’elle est magnifique, minuit passée, elle est maléfique
La visière fumée, j’mets l’mode Daft Punk, ambiance électrique
Oh, qu’elle est magnifique, minuit passée, elle est maléfique
La visière fumée, j’mets l’mode Daft Punk, ambiance électrique

Malade, y’a plus de doune, arrête-toi, la PAE que j’emprène
20 24 13 Organisé, 12, sur pepe, ça fait plaise dans les enceintes
Un p’tit verre de mojito, un transat et, me casse pas les cojones
Carinha m’a dit “Vas-y, on va faire le glitch pour qu’ils reconnaissent”
Et la miss me dit “C’est quand que tu m’sers”, wesh, j’suis pas ton barman

Plein de machins dans l’zen, c’est un Dyson le nez, c’est un putain de Famas
Des fois, ça rappe hendek (Tu connais), mais jamais ça rap
Des fois, ça fume la beuh à en avoir les mains moites comme une vieille

Drôle de bordel (Ouh-ouh-ouh)
Oh my God (Ouh-ouh-ouh)
J’ai la bague aux doigts (Ouh-ouh-ouh)
Et elle m’accoste d’eux (Ouh-ouh-ouh)
Le boule à Rihanna, les jambes d’Adriana
Les fesses de Pamela
Flingue de Gomorra, à la Totorina
Le stress à Montana

Ouais, bendejo
Vatos, Locos
On perd pleins de khos
Pour le blocos
Ouais, bendejo
Vatos, Locos
On perd pleins de khos
Pour le blocos

On est en bande organisée
J’espère que t’as analysé
Ça fume la moula matrixé
Le secteur est miné
On est en bande organisée
J’espère que t’as analysé
Ça fume la moula matrixé
Le secteur est miné

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Oh la la la la la la la la la

Full option
À la Verstapen (Verstapen)
J’suis en mode avion (Mode avion)
Ma belle on s’rappelle (Belle, belle)
Le cartel, les scalpels, les lamelles
Elle est fraîche au soleil, je l’emmène
Des nuits blanches, du filtré, du papel
J’dors plus, elle rend fou je la tej
J’suis là, j’disparais
Many, t’es trop gang, gars, c’qui parait
J’suis là, j’disparais
Many, t’es trop gang, gars, c’qui parait
Laissez passer, mauvais garçon
Laissez passer, mauvais garçon

Ils croyaient pas en nous, mais il faut croire en soi
Vaut mieux goûter la boue avant d’goûter la soie
J’remercie les jaloux qui m’ont causé du tort
D’un côté, c’est grâce à vous, ouais, ça m’a rendu plus fort
Ils croyaient pas en nous, mais il faut croire en soi
Vaut mieux goûter la bourre, avant d’goûter la soif
J’remercie les jaloux, qui m’ont causé du tort
D’un côté c’est grâce à vous, ouais ça m’a rendu plus fort
J’taffais dans l’son, que ça fait du TP
Ça remplit les tétés, que ça fait des sessions

Allez, un pet, un flash d’alcool
Pour tous mes frères en cabane
Devant l’hasi, il est banal
Arha direct en cavale
J’suis avec nous, mes carnales
Tire de trois barres de commande
Tu finis dans le coma

J’arrive en pétard normal
Plein d’affaires bizarres, j’dors mal
J’ai envie d’me faire la malle
Andale (Andale)
Y a des gros feats sur l’bumal
J’le sors sans prom’ au normal
J’ai envie d’me faire la malle
Andale (Andale)

Et c’est Tonino, j’suis d’retour, alléluia
Frais comme un RR1000 khoya
On a les épaules solides et les couillas
Ma bouche sent le musc, pas la mouille
J’parle toujours avec le corazon
La zone a fait d’nous des mauvais garçons
Les pieds dans la calle les quatre saisons
J’aurais pu partir avant, mère avait raison

Et j’ai traîné, j’ai traîné, j’ai traîné
Mon cœur a trop traîné dans le noir
Engrainé, engrainé, engrainé
J’suis pas

On est en bande organisée
J’espère que t’as analysé
Ça fume la moula matrixé
Le secteur est miné
On est en bande organisée
J’espère que t’as analysé
Ça fume la moula matrixé
Le secteur est miné

Oh la la la la la la la la la…

Miné Lyrics Meaning

In the first verse, the rapper opens up about feeling mentally overwhelmed, almost like he’s about to snap under the weight of his problems. He doesn’t have time for broken promises and easily cuts ties with people who don’t keep their word. There’s a sense of betrayal—people thought he wasn’t paying attention, but he was, and now he sees through their foolish behavior. He feels like a survivor, navigating through life’s obstacles, symbolized by his mention of the RS4 (a car) and filling bags, possibly alluding to wealth or success. He emphasizes that while he’s influenced by the local rap scene, he’s staying true to his own identity and not chasing American ideals like others. He talks about those who’ve been imprisoned or who came from nothing but managed to make money. His life is split between the streets and music production, balancing both worlds.

In the next section, the energy shifts to action and speed. The Kawasaki bike represents living life fast and fearlessly. He invites someone to hop on the bike with him, and the whole vibe is about movement and breaking free. It also emphasizes the loyalty of his crew, the “bande organisée.” They’re tight-knit and always have each other’s backs. There’s mention of weed, casual trips to exotic places like Phuket, and investigations, showing a mix of street life, adventure, and rebellion. Even with the everyday chaos, they keep hustling. The Opinel knife and tracksuit references suggest being ready for anything, with “charbon” symbolizing the hard work that brings success.

The chorus talks about a sense of danger and allure after midnight, describing a woman or perhaps the night itself as “maléfique,” or evil. The tinted visor and Daft Punk mode paint a picture of cruising through the night with a futuristic, almost detached vibe. It’s like a late-night adventure, where things feel mysterious and electrifying, but also dangerous.

Moving to the next part, the rapper talks about how there’s no more money (doune) flowing, and he’s calling for a stop. The mention of “13 Organisé” reinforces that this is a collective, a group united under the same struggles and victories. He shifts to a laid-back mood with a mojito and a lounge chair, but he’s also quick to point out that he doesn’t have time for unnecessary drama, like being asked to serve drinks as if he’s a bartender. This section highlights how, despite the laid-back moments, there’s always tension bubbling underneath. The reference to a Dyson and a FAMAS (a military rifle) suggests how intense things can get at times, as if even something as simple as his nose is powerful. The humor and sarcasm here show a more relaxed side, but the undercurrent of street life never fully disappears.

The next part introduces more chaos and confusion, with the rapper describing how everything is a “drôle de bordel,” or a funny mess. He’s wearing a ring, possibly symbolizing a commitment, but things around him are wild. There’s a play on female beauty, comparing different women to famous celebrities like Rihanna, Adriana Lima, and Pamela Anderson, while also referencing mafia life with names like Gomorra and Totorina. It’s a mix of admiration and danger, where beauty and violence coexist in this world.

The chant of “bendejo” and “Vatos Locos” brings a bit of a Latin flair to the track, highlighting connections to different cultures. He talks about losing friends (“khos”) in the block, showing the darker side of street life. Despite the losses, the gang stays strong and moves forward as an organized crew. It’s about survival and unity in a world where violence and death are ever-present.

In the chorus, the rapper drives home the idea that their sector, or territory, is “miné,” or mined—full of dangers and traps. This is their reality, and they’ve analyzed it; they know how to navigate it. The mention of smoking “la moula matrixé” (weed) adds to the sense that their world is complex and somewhat surreal, like being caught in a system they didn’t create but have to survive in.

As the song moves on, he switches to full brag mode, talking about being in “full option” mode like Verstappen (the Formula 1 driver), and how he’s disconnected from everything, flying high like he’s in airplane mode. He’s spending time with a beautiful woman, taking her on sun-drenched adventures, but this lifestyle is exhausting. He admits to sleepless nights, showing that while it might look glamorous, it takes a toll. There’s a back-and-forth between enjoying life and wanting to disappear from it all. He also touches on his reputation, knowing people think he’s “gang,” but that’s just part of the image he plays into. He finishes this section by reaffirming that he’s a “mauvais garçon,” or bad boy, and that others should step aside for him and his crew.

In the final verse, the rapper reflects on how no one believed in them at the start, but they always believed in themselves. He makes a powerful statement about how you have to taste the mud before you can taste the silk, meaning hardship comes before success. The struggles and even the jealousy from others have only made him stronger. He gives thanks to those who wronged him because it helped build his resilience. He talks about how making music and working in the industry has paid off, but there’s always that underlying connection to street life.

The closing section brings it back to the same themes of loyalty and danger, where they’re in “bande organisée” mode, and the sector remains dangerous. The song wraps up with the repeated chant, echoing that life in their world is filled with highs, lows, and constant challenges, but they stick together, facing it all as a crew.