Geolier, 50 Cent – Phantom (testo)

Geolier 50 Cent

Testo di Phantom di Geolier e 50 Cent, brano prodotto da Lazza e Low Kidd ed estratto dall’album ufficiale Tutto È Possibile

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Oh fra, ij mo t dic ‘na cos, ij so’ com a 50 Cent
A me pur si m’abboffn e bott ij nun mor

Geolier, 50 Cent, phantom

Yea

Buc ‘nde port re suv, coca raccolt re sub
Guardij c tirn o runf, mentr s’aiz a triumph
Sur stu sol m’asciutt, song a bandier ‘ro Sud
Song ‘o carrell ra ‘9 ca t permett e fa

Proiettl passat ‘nde cartell autostradal
Sto cu ess, sorvolann t’ta Costiera Amalfitan’
Sto rignenn e’ molotov, ropp a un a un e’ coglie
Anzi no, sul a me vre accussì c fa

Chiu mal ancor, Napl m’applaude
Stann dieci grad, co giubbin facc’ a sauna
Si c stev mo Pino Daniele mess’a rat
Na pacc n’gopp a spall, e m’ess ritt “Brav”

Tu sicurament t manness a fa i’ marenn
E’ sold servon sul a fa cchiù bell i’ figur
Già tengo nu Nadal, pure ‘o Bubba, sto aspettanno nu Sinner
Chi fa e reat prim sе preparn a vi e fuga

Guard stong chius rind o Phantom
Pecché si o tien Ij a tnè chi o guid
M fa vni chiu set a Moët & Chandon
Pecché in estat par e sto Brasil

Femm’n e femm’n man’n e bac
Uomn, uomn sparn in aria
Guardij e ladr s fann e piacer
Mamm e pat s fann e dispett

These b*tch stash box in the back of the phantom
N*ggas 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 sh*t

Murder, murder puttin’, working shorty
Shawty twerking, ops lurking
Start to fell like everybody on gang time
I don’t give a f*ck what she f*cking on and she sucking on
What’s going on that bread n*ggas 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*ggas 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 f*ck you over and everybody you cool with

Guard stong chius rind o Phantom
Pecché si o tien Ij a tnè chi o guid
M fa vni chiu set a Moët & Chandon
Pecché in estat par e sto Brasil

Femm’n e femm’n man’n e bac
Uomn, uomn sparn in aria
Guardij e ladr s fann e piacer
Mamm e pat s fann e dispett

These b*tch stash box in the back of the phantom
N*ggas 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

 

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