PHANTOM (feat. 50 Cent)
Oh, fra', i' mo te dico na cosa
I' so' comme a 50 Cent, a me pure si m'abboffano 'e botte, i' nun moro
Geolier, 50 Cent, PHANTOM
Yeah
Buche 'int'ê porte d"e SUV, coca raccolta dê sub
Guardie che tirano 'o runfo mentre s'aiza 'a Triumph
Sudo, 'stu sole m'asciutta, songo 'a bandiera d"o Sud
Songo 'o carrello d"a 9
Ca te permette 'e fà poh
Proiettile passate 'int'ê cartielle autostradale
Sto cu essa sorvolanno
Tutt"a Costiera amalfitana
Sto rignenno 'e molotov
'doppo a una a una 'e coglie
Anzi no
Se l'hann"a bere accussí ce fa cchiù malе ancora, Napule m'applaude
Stanno diecе grade e c"o giubbino faccio a sauna (Puah)
Si ce steva mo Pino Daniele
M"ess"a data
Na pacca 'ncopp'â spalla e
M"ess"a ditto: "Bravo"
A te sicuramente te
Mannasse a fà 'e marenne
'E sorde serveno sulo a
Fà cchiù belle 'e figure
Già tengo nu Nadal
Pure 'o Bubba
Sto aspettanno nu Sinner
Chi fa 'o reato primma
Se pripara na via 'e fuga
Guarda, stongo chiuso
Dint'ô Phantom
Pecché, si 'o tiene
Hê 'a tené chi 'o guida
Me fa vení cchiù sete 'a Moët & Chandon
Pecché in estate pare
'e stà ô Brasile
Femmene e femmene
Mannano 'e bacie
Uommene e uommene
Sparano in aria
Guardie e ladre
Se fanno 'e piacere
Mamma e pate
Se fanno 'e dispiette
These bitch stash box
In the back of the Phantom
(Pow, pow)
N***as think you ain't got the pole
Until you pop out with the switch
Then get to hitting you can hit
If it's a man down
Ain't no stoppin' in the phone
To see who did that shit
Murder, murder puttin', working, shawty twerking, ops lurking
Start to feel like everybody
On gang time
I don't give a fuck what
She fucking on and
She sucking on
What's going on that bread
N***as was blowing is gone
One minute I'm up, next minute
I'm getting back
But I'm never down and out man
What kind of shit is that?
I'm from the gutter
I take nothing to make something
I made something out of nothing
Now look at me now
N***as been fronting like
They going through me something
For so long the old school
Threat sound played out
Saying they gonna do shit
They ain't gonna do shit
Boy, I fuck you over and
Everybody you cool with (Ah)
Guarda, stongo chiuso
Dint'ô Phantom
Pecché, si 'o tiene
Hê 'a tené chi 'o guida
Me fa vení cchiù sete
'a Moët & Chandon
Pecché in estate pare
'e stà ô Brasile
Femmene e femmene
Mannano 'e bacie
Uommene e uommene
Sparano in aria
Guardie e ladre
Se fanno 'e piacere
Mamma e pate
Se fanno 'e dispiette
These bitch stash box
In the back of the Phantom
(Pow, pow)
N***as think you ain't got the pole
Until you pop out with the switch
Then get to hitting you can hit
If it's a man down
Ain't no stoppin' in the phone
To see who did (Did)
I' so' comme a 50 Cent, a me pure si m'abboffano 'e botte, i' nun moro
Geolier, 50 Cent, PHANTOM
Yeah
Buche 'int'ê porte d"e SUV, coca raccolta dê sub
Guardie che tirano 'o runfo mentre s'aiza 'a Triumph
Sudo, 'stu sole m'asciutta, songo 'a bandiera d"o Sud
Songo 'o carrello d"a 9
Ca te permette 'e fà poh
Proiettile passate 'int'ê cartielle autostradale
Sto cu essa sorvolanno
Tutt"a Costiera amalfitana
Sto rignenno 'e molotov
'doppo a una a una 'e coglie
Anzi no
Se l'hann"a bere accussí ce fa cchiù malе ancora, Napule m'applaude
Stanno diecе grade e c"o giubbino faccio a sauna (Puah)
Si ce steva mo Pino Daniele
M"ess"a data
Na pacca 'ncopp'â spalla e
M"ess"a ditto: "Bravo"
A te sicuramente te
Mannasse a fà 'e marenne
'E sorde serveno sulo a
Fà cchiù belle 'e figure
Già tengo nu Nadal
Pure 'o Bubba
Sto aspettanno nu Sinner
Chi fa 'o reato primma
Se pripara na via 'e fuga
Guarda, stongo chiuso
Dint'ô Phantom
Pecché, si 'o tiene
Hê 'a tené chi 'o guida
Me fa vení cchiù sete 'a Moët & Chandon
Pecché in estate pare
'e stà ô Brasile
Femmene e femmene
Mannano 'e bacie
Uommene e uommene
Sparano in aria
Guardie e ladre
Se fanno 'e piacere
Mamma e pate
Se fanno 'e dispiette
These bitch stash box
In the back of the Phantom
(Pow, pow)
N***as think you ain't got the pole
Until you pop out with the switch
Then get to hitting you can hit
If it's a man down
Ain't no stoppin' in the phone
To see who did that shit
Murder, murder puttin', working, shawty twerking, ops lurking
Start to feel like everybody
On gang time
I don't give a fuck what
She fucking on and
She sucking on
What's going on that bread
N***as was blowing is gone
One minute I'm up, next minute
I'm getting back
But I'm never down and out man
What kind of shit is that?
I'm from the gutter
I take nothing to make something
I made something out of nothing
Now look at me now
N***as been fronting like
They going through me something
For so long the old school
Threat sound played out
Saying they gonna do shit
They ain't gonna do shit
Boy, I fuck you over and
Everybody you cool with (Ah)
Guarda, stongo chiuso
Dint'ô Phantom
Pecché, si 'o tiene
Hê 'a tené chi 'o guida
Me fa vení cchiù sete
'a Moët & Chandon
Pecché in estate pare
'e stà ô Brasile
Femmene e femmene
Mannano 'e bacie
Uommene e uommene
Sparano in aria
Guardie e ladre
Se fanno 'e piacere
Mamma e pate
Se fanno 'e dispiette
These bitch stash box
In the back of the Phantom
(Pow, pow)
N***as think you ain't got the pole
Until you pop out with the switch
Then get to hitting you can hit
If it's a man down
Ain't no stoppin' in the phone
To see who did (Did)