PHANTOM (feat. 50 Cent) (Explicit) - Geolier/50 Cent
Lyrics by：Curtis James Jackson III/Emanuele Palumbo
Composed by：Jacopo Lazzarini/Lorenzo Paolo Spinosa
Produced by：Jacopo Lazzarini/Low Kidd
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''ess''a data
Na pacca 'ncopp'â spalla e m''ess''a 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
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
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
