AMG - NKO

NKO

Yeah, yeah

Quello vero

NKO

Siamo in quattro a duecento su

Siamo in quattro a duecento su un AMG (Su un AMG)

Entro in studio di giorno, esco alle sei (Alle sei)

Non ho tempo, spengo l’iPhone (Brr, brr, brr)

Sono in studio, mon amour, baby (Baby)

Siamo in quattro a duecento su un AMG (Yeah, yeah)

Entro in studio di giorno, esco alle sei (Yeah, yeah)

Non ho tempo, spengo l’iPhone (Real)

Soldi che ballano, che sound (Real)

Dieci li contano, big shot, let’s go

Vengo dal niente, c’ho una fame che

Levati proprio, ti levo il ferro

Sento 'ste pussy parlare di me (Pussy, pussy, pussy)

Voglio che quando arriva la mia ora

Sia sul quadrante di un Rolex Daytona

Così per sempre sarà la mia ora

Non puoi tuffarti nel quartiere, devi (Devi)

Scivolarci dentro, non lo scegli (Ehi, ehi, ehi)

Fai del denaro il tuo Dio, ti tormenterà come il diavolo (Grr)

Non toccare ciò che è mio, poi finisce che ti sparano

Fanno San Siro, non sono San Siro

Sono solo topi

Parlan di cose che non hanno fatto

Parlan di cose che non hanno visto

Io, fra', sono quello vero

L’ho fatto davvero (Pow, pow, pow, pow)

Siamo in quattro a duecento su un AMG (Su un AMG)

Entro in studio di giorno, esco alle sei (Alle sei)

Non ho tempo, spengo l’iPhone (Brr, brr, brr)

Sono in studio, mon amour, baby (Baby)

Siamo in quattro a duecento su un AMG (Yeah, yeah)

Entro in studio di giorno, esco alle sei (Yeah, yeah)

Non ho tempo, spengo l’iPhone (Real)

Soldi che ballano, che sound (Real)

Dieci li contano, big shot, let’s go

Un, dos, tres, vanno a tempo i dindi

Soldi ballano nelle mie tasche, fanno ballin'

Questo rapper parla troppo, quarant’anni e vive con sua madre

Io a diciotto col trabajo, preso un mezzo dopo per mio padre

Ero uno stronzo in mezzo alla via (Via)

Giravo a zonzo, nessun appiglio (Appiglio)

Ora se passo è tutto l’opposto, chiedono foto in ogni posto

«Come va, Sacky?», è tutto a posto (Yeah)

Fanno San Siro, non sono San Siro

Sono solo topi

Parlan di cose che non hanno fatto

Parlan di cose che non hanno visto

Io, fra', sono quello vero

L’ho fatto davvero (Pow, pow, pow, pow)

Siamo in quattro a duecento su un AMG (Su un AMG)

Entro in studio di giorno, esco alle sei (Alle sei)

Non ho tempo, spengo l’iPhone (Brr, brr, brr)

Sono in studio, mon amour, baby (Baby)

Siamo in quattro a duecento su un AMG (Yeah, yeah)

Entro in studio di giorno, esco alle sei (Yeah, yeah)

Non ho tempo, spengo l’iPhone (Real)

Soldi che ballano, che sound (Real)

Dieci li contano, big shot, let’s go

NKO

Yeah yeah

The true one

NKO

We are four to two hundred up

We are four to two hundred on an AMG (On an AMG)

I walk into the studio during the day, I go out at six (At six)

I don't have time, I turn off the iPhone (Brr, brr, brr)

I'm in the studio, mon amour, baby (Baby)

We are four to two hundred on an AMG (Yeah, yeah)

I walk into the studio during the day, I go out at six (Yeah, yeah)

I don't have time, I turn off the iPhone (Real)

Money dancing, what a sound (Real)

Ten count them, big shot, let's go

I come from nothing, I have a hunger that

Just get up, I'll take off your iron

I hear this pussy talking about me (Pussy, pussy, pussy)

I want it when my time comes

Both on the dial of a Rolex Daytona

So forever will be my time

You can't dive into the neighborhood, you have to (You have to)

Slip into it, you don't choose it (Hey, hey, hey)

Make money your God, he'll haunt you like the devil (Grr)

Don't touch what's mine, then they end up shooting at you

They play San Siro, they are not San Siro

They are just rats

They talk about things they haven't done

They talk about things they haven't seen

I, bro, am the real one

I really did it (Pow, pow, pow, pow)

We are four to two hundred on an AMG (On an AMG)

I walk into the studio during the day, I go out at six (At six)

I don't have time, I turn off the iPhone (Brr, brr, brr)

I'm in the studio, mon amour, baby (Baby)

We are four to two hundred on an AMG (Yeah, yeah)

I walk into the studio during the day, I go out at six (Yeah, yeah)

I don't have time, I turn off the iPhone (Real)

Money dancing, what a sound (Real)

Ten count them, big shot, let's go

Un, dos, tres, the dindi go in time

Money is dancing in my pockets, they are ballin '

This rapper talks too much, forty years and lives with his mother

I at eighteen with the trabajo, took a half later for my father

I was an asshole in the middle of the street (Via)

I was walking around, no grip (grip)

Now if I pass it is the opposite, they ask for photos in every place

"How's it going, Sacky?", It's all right (Yeah)

They play San Siro, they are not San Siro

They are just rats

They talk about things they haven't done

They talk about things they haven't seen

I, bro, am the real one

I really did it (Pow, pow, pow, pow)

We are four to two hundred on an AMG (On an AMG)

I walk into the studio during the day, I go out at six (At six)

I don't have time, I turn off the iPhone (Brr, brr, brr)

I'm in the studio, mon amour, baby (Baby)

We are four to two hundred on an AMG (Yeah, yeah)

I walk into the studio during the day, I go out at six (Yeah, yeah)

I don't have time, I turn off the iPhone (Real)

Money dancing, what a sound (Real)

Ten count them, big shot, let's go