Street Food
Questo è rap no?
Mac Lucci
SoloBombe
Black Book 2
We don't chase it dawg, we only reach the box
Still money rolls to our thumbs, get the paper cut
We don't chase it dawg, we only reach the box
Stil money rolls to our thumbs, get the paper cut
Questa gente che mi vuole come Black Book
Devi avere le orecchie, baby è Must Choose
In Italia per la strada come street food
Ho lasciato le mie impronta come Bigfoot
La tua merda è già rivista tipo un fast food
Qui si pensa alla famiglia come giù al sud
My cash, my weed, my dude
Per finire a fare il film come Ice Cube
San Vito west coast street ridah
Sanno del king roor, oh mama
Fumiamo California e Olanda
Voglio fare i soldi a pacchi con i miei fratelli
Senza cambiare zona cambierò gli interni
Dicono tutto torna quando ti ci impegni
C'ho messo sangue a litri sopra a 'sti quaderni
Two phone: iPhone, Blackberry
Top weed, OG, Blueberry
Digli al capo del locale che non si confonda
We don't chase it dawg, we only reach the box
Still money rolls to our thumbs, get the paper cut
We don't chase it dawg, we only reach the box
Still money rolls to our thumbs, get the paper cut
Mac Lucci
SoloBombe
Black Book 2
We don't chase it dawg, we only reach the box
Still money rolls to our thumbs, get the paper cut
We don't chase it dawg, we only reach the box
Stil money rolls to our thumbs, get the paper cut
Questa gente che mi vuole come Black Book
Devi avere le orecchie, baby è Must Choose
In Italia per la strada come street food
Ho lasciato le mie impronta come Bigfoot
La tua merda è già rivista tipo un fast food
Qui si pensa alla famiglia come giù al sud
My cash, my weed, my dude
Per finire a fare il film come Ice Cube
San Vito west coast street ridah
Sanno del king roor, oh mama
Fumiamo California e Olanda
Voglio fare i soldi a pacchi con i miei fratelli
Senza cambiare zona cambierò gli interni
Dicono tutto torna quando ti ci impegni
C'ho messo sangue a litri sopra a 'sti quaderni
Two phone: iPhone, Blackberry
Top weed, OG, Blueberry
Digli al capo del locale che non si confonda
We don't chase it dawg, we only reach the box
Still money rolls to our thumbs, get the paper cut
We don't chase it dawg, we only reach the box
Still money rolls to our thumbs, get the paper cut
Credits
Writer(s): Jamil Sapio, Quantee Randle, Andrea William Barbati
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