Oh-oh-oh
Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt-skrrt
Hey, hey
Skrrt-skrrt
Hey, skrrt-skrrt
Watch out you’ll fall, bro, wasabi sauce (Gang)
Your wet cigarette stinks (Gang), dogs are on me (Gang)
You take my pants off (Uh) baggy in the street (Uh)
We are rocks scratched by the sea (Uh), by evil, by a sk#nk mother (Tedua)
Series episode of Shameless (Eh), on vacation in December (Skrrt)
I accepted the cold, bro, thrown into the frost (Nah)
I give you a petal of hero (Rrah)
My homie calls me, arrested (Gang)
Empty my house from the back (Gang)
I have a furnishing stereo, if turned on it’s an airplane (Pa-pa-pah, pa-pa-pah)
With the piloted flow, Raging Bull
We’re counting cash (Skrrt), so much we have to take turns
You’re acting bully (Ah), you rapping b#llsh#t (Pah)
There’s no peace for Cucchi (Pah)
You hate Duate who raps, who traps, who sings (Uh)
Who dances, who talks, how boring, you’re such a bore (Uh)
When my dawg gets thirsty, it’s never thirst for knowledge (Bang)
In the club the local can’t check on me (Skrrt)
In the privé the Figgêu of Cogo
But what’s that, lyrics, I’d say it’s fire
I have great needs of me in the game (Bang) (Uh)
In your shoes you don’t put Tedua in it
You don’t talk to me, I’m sorry, what did you say?
No cure, that’s kush, bro
You go find the cig for the cunda, ah (Skrrt)
Tedua, Chris Nolan
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
No no, don’t put me
No no, don’t you dare
You don’t want to get caught
Don’t sell to those who snitches you
I know you have much more, but now
You want, but you don’t give (What?) how much you will suffer
I’d like to let you into my world for a minute, baby
It’s not carnival, I wear no masks
On my feet though, Milan looks like Chicago (Ahahah)
Take it easy (Gang)
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