歌词
[Intro: All Artists]
(You are now listening to Young Chencs)
(S/o le Flem)
(Yo, lil b, is NKO on beat?)
Dice, ala, mira, L
Ekip, Ekip
Yo, tell 'em Central Cee
Don't get capture
I come straight from Italy
I'm from Arab, click-clack
I still gotta take calculated risk
[Verse 1: Rondodasosa]
Yo, I come straight from Italy (Ah)
Where your body dissolve in acid (Rondo)
My girl is hot like Takis, no party, I'm rich, no lacking
Se-se parli di drill in Italia, non ho rivali, non siamo uguali
Ho un cuore d'oro ma spero che i miei opps muoiano tutti quanti
Mafia talk, for sure (For sure), I'm richer than all my opps
Why they ban me from my city? (Ah), I'm just tryna do my job
Pull uppo sul tuo blocco, trapping, la tua hoe sa tutti i miei versi
Lurking, twerking, squirting (Ah-ah), solo per una Birkin
[Verse 2: Baby Gang & Central Cee]
I'm from Arab, click-clack, no kalām, big booty è haram
Big money, so halal, street boy, Montana (Tana)
One-one Glock ti spara, one shot, impara
Bad bitch mi ama, bad boy mi chiama (Ah, chiama, chiama)
Vit-vit, ciap-ciap, già l'ho messo in culo alla trap-trap
Tu l'hai messo in culo al tuo cap-cap
Dov'è la tua gang-gang? Viеni che ti faccio come: "Clap, clap"
Non fanno entrarе Baby Gang-Gang
Conto mila facts-facts, scappo dalla pula come lag-lag
Faccio fuori tutti con la MAC-MAC
Tu ti senti Pac-Pac perché hai la bandana e sei black-black
Non vuol dire che ora sei 2Pac-Pac (Pow, pow, pow) (Brrah)
[Verse 3: Central Cee]
I still gotta take calculated risks (Alright)
Been six months, she's waitin' to ****
I had to put gyal on a waitin' list
The paigons doin' up fan behaviour
My name don't stop comin' out of their lips
Why they love sayin' that they're outside?
I swear that they're not comin' out of their cribs
These kids keep tryna get under my skin
I'm tryna get money and stay out the way
Lowkey, but I'm stuck in the public eye
Last year I was sat in a pub with white
This year I made more than enough from rhymes
Made more than enough, I can quit right now (Right now)
It's time that I put on the guys
Feels a bit weird when I put on my ice
Can't wait 'til the whole of the gang 'dem shine, hm
[Verse 4: A2 Anti, Morad]
Big ting on my waist (Big one)
Cummed like I popped a Viagra
You-you don't wanna fall, Niagara
The blue phone's hot, so we're talkin' patois (Sii)
Came in like a rapture, wa-wake up and smell the coffee
In deep where the water choppy
Chopper on me when I try go colly
Don't talk (Talk), just listen
Bring it to your door, Jehovah witness
Bro, should've put a hole in his wiggin'
I couldn't care less, the world keep spinnin'
Loose lips could've got man nicked
Look, how many shops we missed, pissed (Pissed)
I took an L when I shot that vid
The smell when I put that zip stinks (Dice, ala, mira, L)
[Verse 5: Morad]
Si vamo' a buscarte, tú veras un equipo de primera
Primera parte, con tu cabeza, goles a madera
Me gustaría verte y ver cómo tu grupo se altera
Verte y saber cómo era', un pastilla de los parguela'
Los yonqui' aparte y la L juega siempre primero
No comparte', loco, tú eres un embustero
Me gusta verte y verías como una voz te susurra
Ladras como una perra, boca habla, luego se cierra
[Verse 6: Beny Jr]
Yo no tengo beef si llaman a otro diciendo que quieren arreglar
En prob—, en problemas Costa, pero me quieren, soy Neymar ('Ar)
Ti— tiran siempre a posta, pero si aprieto, pide el VAR (VAR)
Poli, que no investigue, que ahora quiero solo cantar
Yo tell 'em Central Cee, "I'm the one that got the party lit"
Su novia moviendo to' su key, me dice que le gusto, soy kid
No-no intente' ser así, yo te freno en el patín
Y luego en persona siente' el ki, empieza a decir que no e' pa ti
[Verse 7: Ashe 22]
J'ai tout mis dans la crypto' (Fah), y a trop de chevaux fiscaux (Fah, fah)
Il m'faut le pied gauche à Robben et la droite de Klitschko (Pah)
Zéro, zéro police, dans mon entourage, y a zéro police
J'suis avec mes frères, des potos solides, pour tout racheter comme au Monopoly
On veut tout pour la familia, ici, nous, on connaît l'omerta
J'charbonne pendant qu'les commères parlent, on se couche toujours à l'heure où nos mères taffent
J'suis à 160, j'suis dans le GTD, j'vais pas vendre mon âme pour quelques CD
J'pull up à Londres pour marquer l'Europe avec une frappe à la Trezeguet (Ekip)
[Verse 8: Freeze Corleone]
Ta-Tati, Cali, ça cons' d'Italie jusqu'à Niarry-Tally (Han)
J'suis Koulibaly, t'es Adil Rami (eh), très loin d'eux comme si j'habite Bali, pétasse
On mange pas d'rosette, allume le frozen, grosse arbalète, s/o au Z
Ra-rap français, il a des MST, 20-22, que des crypto' et des NFT
Mé-Métaverse, j'coffre des Decentraland, envoie la prod, elle s'fait descendre à Londres
Parle-moi cash pour parler dans ma langue, Insha'Allah, bientôt j'pull up au bled dans la Lamb'
L'instru' j'l'éclate à la batte, de l'effet j'en mets v'là à la balle
Il m'faut quatre fois l'salaire à Alaba, 2K22, ça pète comme à Jalalabad