Lyrics
Par c'aggia fatt 'e sord
Ne da rett ne da cord
Fa ambress scinn da vi'e copp
Voglio 'e pacc senza 'o fiocc
'E frat mi ha fann a bandier
'E frat tuoie ca avotano a bandier
Parl assai me par na caper
Addò stai nun te vec fra stai a per
Si me desseno n'eur
p'ogni person ca press dint'a na serat
Ma serio a chest'ora tenevo
over 'o cayenne o na maserati
Capa serrata acal a serrand
Scenneno e sant me vann truann
Bast ca nun so uardie bast ca nun ce uard
I me fum 'o gas tu te fum 'o das, buenos!
Ogni verso mio è fuego; Tego Calderon
Ogni passo che faccio sto nel calderone
Scrivo una canzone flow carosone
Sto avanti da secoli il carrozzone
Lei urla mi dedichi la canzone
A l'una e tredici l'acquazzone
Bussano alla porta e io sono al portone
Po Po Po! song'e popo
Te vann truann che can e no pe fa a pùpù
Da nu salut a bubu ca na vire chiù
Sule pe'na canna è fernut; chiù-chiù
Fra comm so' cutey entra socchiudi
In mano c'ho un Uzi con gli occhi chiusi
Tra-tra-tra partono gli abusi
Pure sulla trap e meglio che studi
Waza docet
Manda 'ndo cess
Base-Voce
Ma serj fa 'o check
Moc & Foc
Moc & Foc
Moc & Foc
Nun ce ne fott
Waza docet
Manda 'ndo cess
Base-Voce
Ma serj fa 'o check
Moc & Foc
Moc & Foc
Moc & Foc
Nun ce ne fott
Watch out
I Wanna Don't care about a Bust down
If u kill wait the count down
Oyo scream (Fà n'ata cann)
No I don't wanna cop
Now only rob
Oh, younger juggernaut
Trust only Cursed blood
Bust more than one my dawg
Sit! now u like my dog
Slit verses nah u sog
Sing all of u my songs
Wazi, just gave them Nikes
Don't wanna run for fame
But, Now diss, Who's asking Audis
I'm Trapped, but ran away
From buddies Don't talk 'bout raris
The best thing I can say
Of my list , scream fucking nazist
Kill yall a Fuckin day
I don't care about your bein rich
I don't care about your bein rich
(Oh God no thanks)
Hate u like Christmas the grinch
Hate u like Christmas the grinch
(Oh fuck God bless)
New studio, Great Coolio
Yeh cool we bro, You stupido
Take uzi woah
I'm in the death row
I've tatted the death crow
I gotta go mad bro
Who got the best growth?
Me for sure wizard, glow Me the first to beat up
Bitches blown Away for shows leave the curse up in the
Chest of those, testicles Breath I'll chocke and I will
Test this hoes,Then he goes Straight to Mexico
That's the minimum Trynna be respected
Shoot with no Mini gun This is Unexpected
Talk to me one on one What u hearin Not common
Big long tongue like I'm the Komodo
I collab with who got me on this shit
Show y'all what I can do
Look mom in on Waza best rap 2
WRITERS
Alessandro Granillo, Vincenzo Musto
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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