Rock (feat. Baby Gang)
Higashi ha la potenza
Hey Chahid
Scegli tu se vuoi la vie, la mort
La stick, la Glock
La (sniff) la (uff), la drogue
Scegli tu se vuoi la vie, la mort
La stick, la Glock
La (sniff) la (uff), la drogue
Scegli tu se vuoi la vie, la mort
La stick, la Glock
La (sniff) la (uff), la drogue
Scegli tu se vuoi la vie, la mort
La stick, la Glock
La (sniff) la (uff), la drogue
Scegli tu la tua vita
Amico, non mi fido della figa
Solo un'arma e una canna tra le dita
In paranoia con un mitra
Aspetto che la porta sempre grida
Sono in questo mondo per mettervi in riga
Non mi fido della vita
Ho perso troppi amici, troppi nigga
Troppi soldi, troppa kichta, che perderesti la testa
Faccio una rissa col figlio del camorrista
Mio padre mi prende a sberle: Che cazzo vuoi fare, il gangster?
Mama, tranquilla, tuo figlio è un tipo tranquillo
Se tocchi la mia famiglia, sei il primo uomo incinta
Tipo consiglio in camera di consiglio
Pensate ai vostri figli e non scassatemi la minchia
Scegli tu se vuoi la vie, la mort
La stick, la Glock
La (sniff) la (uff), la drogue
Scegli tu se vuoi la vie, la mort
La stick, la Glock
La (sniff) la (uff), la drogue
Scegli tu se vuoi la vie, la mort
La stick, la Glock
La (sniff) la (uff), la drogue
Scegli tu se vuoi la vie, la mort
La stick, la Glock
La (sniff) la (uff), la drogue
Scegli tu se vuoi la vie
La vie, la mort, les meufs et l'or
C'est mes amis d'abord, tu le sais que c'est pour la vie, à mort
Et si tu trahis nos amis
À midi, t'es mort
Je rentre tard, je fume un joint
Je regarde la lune derrière la vitre
Gros, j'en ai marre
De ces fils de pute qui me font la bise
Je calcule pas
Les abus de boissons
Les paroles devant les miss
Combien de fois j'ai dit: Lui c'est un bon
Et puis il me l'a mise
J'ai perdu la raison et j'ai mes raisons, ouais
Où y'a les quatre saisons j'ai acheté une maison, ouais
Dès que je sors la tête de l'eau
Les flics me font ber‑tom, ouais
J'quitterai jamais ma femme pour une paire de tétons
Histoire de vatos
Va te pas te faire gratos
Minimum faut qu'on prenne 500 kil de matos
J'suis comme Lagos
Une légende infréquentable
Car je suis tombé pour des braquos
Scegli tu se vuoi la vie, la mort
La stick, la Glock
La (sniff) la (uff), la drogue
Scegli tu se vuoi la vie, la mort
La stick (click), la Glock (click)
La (sniff) la (uff), la drogue
Rock (feat. Baby Gang)
East has the power
Hey Chahid
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose your life
Buddy, I don’t trust these bitches
Just a gun and a blunt between my fingers
Paranoid with a rifle
Waiting for the door to always scream
I’m in this world to put you in line
I don’t trust life
I’ve lost too many friends, too many niggas
Too much money, too much shit, you’d lose your head
I’m starting a fight with the son of the mobster
My dad slaps me: What the hell do you want to do, be a gangster?
Mama, chill, your son’s a laid-back guy
If you touch my family, you’re the first man pregnant
Like advice in a council meeting
Think about your kids and don’t fuck with me
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life
Life, death, the girls and the gold
It’s my friends first, you know it’s for life, to the death
And if you betray our friends
At noon, you’re dead
I come home late, I smoke a joint
I watch the moon behind the glass
Man, I’m tired
Of these sons of bitches who kiss me
I don’t care
The drinking abuses
The words in front of the girls
How many times have I said: He’s a good guy
And then he fucked me over
I lost my mind and I have my reasons, yeah
Where there are four seasons I bought a house, yeah
As soon as I get my head above water
The cops are on me, yeah
I’ll never leave my wife for a pair of tits
Story of the homies
Don’t get it for free
Minimum we gotta take 500 kilos of gear
I’m like Lagos
An unapproachable legend
Cause I fell for some heists
You choose if you want life or death
The stick, the Glock
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs
You choose if you want life or death
The stick (click), the Glock (click)
The (sniff) the (ugh), the drugs