PHANTOM Tekst

PHANTOM Lyrics

Oh, fra', i' mo te dico na cosa: i' so' comme a 50 Cent, a me pure si m'abboffano 'e botte, i' nun moro.

Geolier, 50 Cent, PHANTOM

Yeah

Buche 'int'ê porte d''e SUV, coca raccolta dê sub

Guardie che tirano 'o runfo mentre s'aiza 'a Triumph

Sudo, 'stu sole m'asciutta, songo 'a bandiera d''o Sud

Songo 'o carrello d''a 9 ca te permette 'e fà poh

Proiettile passate 'int'ê cartielle autostradale

Sto cu essa sorvolanno tutt''a Costiera amalfitana

Sto rignenno 'e molotov, 'doppo a una a una 'e coglie, anzi no

Se l'hann''a bere accussí ce fa cchiù male ancora, Napule m'applaude

Stanno diece grade e c''o giubbino faccio a sauna (Puah)

Si ce steva mo Pino Daniele, m''esse data

Na pacca 'ncopp'â spalla e m''esse ditto: "Bravo"

A te sicuramente te mannasse a fà 'e marenne

'E sorde serveno sulo a fà cchiù belle 'e figure

Già tengo nu Nadal, pure 'o Bubba, sto aspettanno nu Sinner

Chi fa 'o reato primma se pripara na via 'e fuga

Guarda, stongo chiuso dint'ô Phantom

Pecché, si 'o tiene, hê 'a tené chi 'o guida

Me fa vení cchiù sete 'a Moët & Chandon

Pecché in estate pare 'e stà ô Brasile

Femmene e femmene mannano 'e bacie

Uommene e uommene sparano in aria

Guardie e ladre se fanno 'e piacere

Mamma e pate se fanno 'e dispiette

These bitch stash box in the back of the Phantom (Pow, pow)

Niggas 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 shit

Murder, murder puttin', working, shawty twerking, opps lurking

Start to feel like everybody on gang time

I don't give a fuck what she fucking on and she sucking on

What's going on? That bread, niggas 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

Niggas been fronting like they going through me something

For so long the old school threat sound played out

Saying they gon' do shit, they ain't gon' do shit

Boy, I fuck you over and everybody you cool with (Ah)

Guarda, stongo chiuso dint'ô Phantom

Pecché, si 'o tiene, hê 'a tené chi 'o guida

Me fa vení cchiù sete 'a Moët & Chandon

Pecché in estate pare 'e stà ô Brasile

Femmene e femmene mannano 'e bacie

Uommene e uommene sparano in aria

Guardie e ladre se fanno 'e piacere

Mamma e pate se fanno 'e dispiette

These bitch stash box in the back of the Phantom (Pow, pow)

Niggas 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 (Did)