$€ Freestyle - Sfera Ebbasta
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$€ Freestyle - Sfera Ebbasta

Год
2021
Язык
`Italian`
Длительность
164460

Below is the lyrics of the song $€ Freestyle , artist - Sfera Ebbasta with translation

Lyrics " $€ Freestyle "

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$€ Freestyle

Sfera Ebbasta

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Racconti storie e le storie degli altri

Si vede da come parli

Tu certe cose nemmeno le hai viste

Mi parli di droga, mi parli di armi

Mi parli di grosse pile di contanti

Grossi amici latitanti

Ma un grosso babbo di minchia, fra'

È l’unica cosa che vedo davanti

E c'è la tua bitch che mi chiama

Sempre alle 4 di notte

Dice che sei tutto fatto di Xanax

Dice che non glielo dai così forte

La porto in centro e le compro due borse

Una per tenermi i soldi

Tutti 'sti trapper nemmeno li vedo

Nemmeno li cago, fra', sono già morti

Tu fai la strada solo sul microfono

Il mio fra' è pazzo, c’ha il naso bionico

Ho alzato soldi come sulla panca piana

C’ho la tua puttana sopra il cofano

E chiamo un amico

Passa a prendermi sopra un attrezzo

Sull’asfalto come le mie suole

Mentre stiamo fumando sul tetto

E mi trovi in giro senza bodyguard

Chiamo un amico

Ho due macchine ma non le guido

Nel tuo quartiere mi fanno il tifo, brr, brr

Mi trovi in giro senza bodyguard

Chiamo un amico

Ho due macchine ma non le guido

Nel tuo quartiere mi fanno il tifo, brr, brr

Antiproiettile per il tuo odio

Quante cazzate dette sul mio conto

Soldi sul conto, li sposto, li muovo

Li faccio, li spendo, li faccio di nuovo

Lo so che questi mi vogliono morto

Sono poveretti, come dargli torto

Volevi la coppa ma ti prendi il cono

Lei che mi dice: «Sei un poco di buono», ehi

Sono fuori in questa baraonda

Troppi soldi, c'è una bara tonda

Rappi bene però io mi annoio

Sulla Lambo slittiamo in rotonda

Cinquanta sul polso, cinquanta se suono

La Madonna al collo, la stessa del Duomo

Anche la tua tipa sa bene chi sono

Tu sei ancora a zero, come l’anno scorso

Euro nei pantaloni, mi spiace, non so i loro nomi, ehi

Non ho capito ancora perché nomini me o i miei homies, ehi

Ho vari figli, ho vari sosia, ho vari cloni, ehi

Ma non ho competitori, ehi, ehi

Mi trovi in giro senza bodyguard

Chiamo un amico

Ho due macchine ma non le guido

Nel tuo quartiere mi fanno il tifo, brr, brr

Mi trovi in giro senza bodyguard

Chiamo un amico

Ho due macchine ma non le guido

Nel tuo quartiere mi fanno il tifo, brr, brr, brr

OK-OK-OK-OK-OK

Money gang

Billion Headz

Money gang gang gang gang

Dal niente a qualcosa

Da qualcosa a tutto

Sfera Ebbasta, fra', ehi

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You tell stories and the stories of others

You can tell by how you speak

You haven't even seen certain things

You talk to me about drugs, you talk to me about weapons

Tell me about big piles of cash

Big friends fugitives

But a big fuckin 'dad, bro

It is the only thing I see in front of it

And there is your bitch calling me

Always at 4 am

She says you're all made of Xanax

He says you don't give it to him that hard

I take her downtown and buy her two bags

One to keep my money

I don't even see all these trappers

Not even shit them, between ', they are already dead

You make the way only on the microphone

My brother is crazy, he has a bionic nose

I raised money like on the bench press

I have your whore on the hood

And I'm calling a friend

Pick me up on a tool

On the asphalt like my soles

While we are smoking on the roof

And you find me walking around without a bodyguard

I'm calling a friend

I have two cars but I don't drive them

In your neighborhood they cheer me on, brr, brr

You find me walking around without a bodyguard

I'm calling a friend

I have two cars but I don't drive them

In your neighborhood they cheer me on, brr, brr

Bulletproof for your hate

How much bullshit he said about me

Money on the account, I move it, I move it

I make them, I spend them, I make them again

I know they want me dead

They are poor people, how to blame them

You wanted the cup but you get the cone

She who tells me: «You're a little good», hey

I'm out in this mess

Too much money, there is a round coffin

I rapped well but I'm bored

On the Lambo we slip into the roundabout

Fifty on the wrist, fifty if I play

The Madonna around the neck, the same as in the Duomo

Even your girl knows who I am

You are still at zero, like last year

Euros in my pants, sorry, I don't know their names, hey

I still don't understand why you mention me or my homies, hey

I have several children, I have several lookalikes, I have several clones, hey

But I have no competitors, hey, hey

You find me walking around without a bodyguard

I'm calling a friend

I have two cars but I don't drive them

In your neighborhood they cheer me on, brr, brr

You find me walking around without a bodyguard

I'm calling a friend

I have two cars but I don't drive them

In your neighborhood they cheer me on, brr, brr, brr

OK-OK-OK-OK-OK

Money gang

Billion Headz

Money gang gang gang gang

From nothing to something

From something to everything

Sfera Ebbasta, between ', hey

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