Vacca – Asciugamano In Testa (feat. Mboss) (Poco Di Buono 2 Album)

[Strofa 1: Mboss]
Chiamaci frà, chiamaci come vuoi
Ma non parlarci di stile, boy
Mi presento dai suoi in calzini e ciabatte
Andiamo al club quando vuoi in calzini e ciabatte
La medicina per queste matte
Pussy mille bianche, caffellatte
Carabbisti fanno business in calzini e ciabatte
Ci vuole un po’ di business per lo swag pesante
I miei negri, i miei negri hanno già vinto, ti piaccia o no
Ciucci il calzino come, come Bart Simpson
Quando ci guardi sembra che non hai mai visto negri fresh
Per questi bianchi siamo come delle scimmie con il cash
È partito tutto da qui, minchia credi?
Abbiamo fatto fuori i vostri capi, noi siamo gli eroi

[Ritornello: Vacca]
QG non ho mai seguito le mode, in estate e in inverno io faccio da me
Fatti un giro nel blocco ed impara lo stile di strada, dopo fai da te
Non è Gucci, non è Fendi, Prada, la strada ti insegna il contrario fratè
I miei QG fanno la differenza in strada, la rivoluzione è partita da me

[Post-Ritornello: Mboss] (x4)
Asciugamano in testa

[Strofa 2: Vacca]
Con l’asciugamano sul capo per farti capire chi è davvero il capo
Sul capo il logo della gang che ti manda a casa ogni tuo capo firmato
Lo so che lo sai che lo vedi e che tutti han capito che ho appena fumato
Ma QG per ogni moda che ho lanciato, sei il primo ad avermi copiato
QG c’ho in testa il dinero, come i pirati del mare Tirreno
In calze e ciabatte e con tuta di pelle in inverno anche quando fuori è sotto zero
Giù con la mia gente, noi stessa farina, da noi lo stile viene prima
Siamo cresciuti con stile per strada facendo riunioni su questa panchina
QG segni con le mani in quartiere, QG la prima famiglia in Italia
QG primi in giro vestiti bene, se tocchi un QG poi salti per aria
Moda invernale che arriva da Zingo, mentre i QG fanno rap [?]
Sto in giro con più dinamico sinto, mentre ti giro come un QG finto

[Ritornello: Vacca]
QG non ho mai seguito le mode, in estate e in inverno io faccio da me
Fatti un giro nel blocco ed impara lo stile di strada, dopo fai da te
Non è Gucci, non è Fendi, Prada, la strada ti insegna il contrario fratè
I miei QG fanno la differenza in strada, la rivoluzione è partita da me

[Post-Ritornello: Mboss] (x4)
Asciugamano in testa

Sean Leon – The Drowning Man (I Think You’ve Gone Mad (Or The Sins Of The Father) Album)

[Verse 1]
Been through hell and back now I’m back again
Riding bumping Daniel Caesar in the whip
I guess you never really know who someone is
How you know who ride or die until the end

[Hook]
But it’s too late to cry
Too late to cry
(Down for my niggas, my niggas my niggas)
(Down for my niggas, my niggas my niggas)
(Down for my niggas, my niggas my niggas)
(Down for my niggas, my niggas my niggas)

[Verse 2]
I pray the ground don’t open till I learn to fly
May God forgive me for my sins when I arrive
The sky should open up and pull me in tonight
I pray these devil horns are only a disguise
Till it’s too late

[Hook]
But it’s too late to cry
Too late to cry

[Verse 3]
It’s official the black sheeps outstanding
Their out their seats and standing
I live my life on my feet, not on my knees understand me
These stans don’t stand a chance, but ran from where their standing
I’m first to not respond but first [?]
I got a plan, I got a plan
Drop the album and kill em and kill again
I’m fucking groupies especially, I swear I love my fans
I get a feeling of total joy when I hug the bands
Bug eyed, fuck it [?] they tryna push a focus
Had to fix my focus, what would I rap for
If not a max contract stacked like a raptor
Bank like off the backboard
The fresh prince that will shit not an actor
I got more lines than Bart Simpson had on the blackboard
Back to back like I’m off a pack called the backwoods
Back to back like I’m looking back to the past forward
Yeah, she trippin off my past tryna figure out my password
But I’m so essential I guess I’m treated special
What a scene? Seen that [?] inside the newest SL
I got a plan I got a plan
Make a hundred million and split it with all my mans
Oh my goodness the drowning man
They gon fuck with me now if they weren’t then, yeah
Yeah, my haters gon have a hard life
I got six albums left on my hard drive

Wiley – Back With A Banger (Godfather Album)

[Hook]
Fire in my belly ’cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doin’ right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger (Preditah)

[Verse 1]
Yo, yo, liquid flow
I fire like a MAC, it’s not a biscuit flow
E3 but I kill ’em with the Chrisp Street flow
DJs, spin the riddim, better mix me, though
Too clued-up, how you gonna trick me, bro?
Buy a lump, I don’t wanna tick three Os
Got the KFC, man have got the Dixy flow
They never break, you’ve never gotta fix these flows
I’m a K-I-N-G, the liquid flows
With the cracks in the concrete, I’m in them, bro
Yellow like a Simpson though, Bart Simpson flow
You know I’ve got that instant flow
Hello, hello, hi, liquid pro
See me in the club, killin’ off a liquid show
First measure, I tell my don pick these shows
‘Cause I wanna be in the club drinkin’, bro

[Hook]
Fire in my belly ’cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doin’ right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger

[Verse 2]
Thinkin’ cap on
My flow’s what it’s like when you turn the tap on
You ever see me often you’re gonna see me back on
See me with white, might see me with black on
Ayy, man got the army Nike track on
I ain’t gonna bother nobody, I just crack on
Stack up, stack up, stack up, stack on
It’s my riddim the DJ wanna slap on
Step up, step in, watch everybody step out
I’m back on the Dizzee like when a man first set out
If you ain’t goin’ for the jugular then brudda, get out
Land and I do what I gotta do, then I jet out
Jet out, man, get out, the jets ain’t private
I’ll be in the aisle seats sittin’ in silence
Spit bars and the crowd go wild
When I look into the dance floor, it looks like violence

[Hook]
Fire in my belly ’cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doin’ right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger

[Verse 3]
Backstage chillin’ in the dance with my dargs dem
None of them are fake, you can ask them
People who are lookin’ a hype, I walk past ’em
Dons could be richer or poor, I won’t class ’em
Dons could be ready for war, my bars spark ’em
My sound travels the seas, that’s why I part ’em
I can be foul, poisonous dart them
But the gyal dem wanna hype if I (uh)
It’s been a good year, couple wars, couple sick tunes
But now I’ve got a deal with a couple quick few
I will clash MCs, I will clash crews
You will know if you wanna try, the choice you choose
I will roll up on my ones and bring twos
In the war, I don’t get confused
You just get defused, nobody can’t snooze
I ain’t really got any points I wanna prove
But I gotta make a move

[Hook]
Fire in my belly ’cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doin’ right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger
Fire in my belly ’cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doin’ right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger

[Outro]
Boy Better Know
I’ve got the badboy flow
Yo
(Preditah)

Wiley – Back with a Banger Lyrics

[Hook]
Fire in my belly cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doing right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger (Preditah)

[Verse 1]
Yo, yo, liquid flow
I fire like a MAC, it’s not a biscuit flow
E3 but I kill ’em with the Chrisp Street flow
DJs, spin the riddim better mix me, though
Too clued-up, how you gonna trick me, bro?
Buy a lump, I don’t wanna tick three Os
Got the KFC, man have got the Dixy flow
They never break, you’ve never gotta fix these flows
I’m a K-I-N-G, the liquid flows
With the cracks in the concrete, I’m in them, bro
Yellow like a Simpson though, Bart Simpson flow
You know I’ve got that instant flow
Hello, hello, hi, liquid pro
See me in the club, killing off a liquid show
First measure, I tell my don pick these shows
Cause I wanna be in the club drinking, bro

[Hook]
Fire in my belly cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doing right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger

[Verse 2]
Thinking cap on
My flow’s what it’s like when you turn the tap on
You ever see me often you’re gonna see me back on
See me with white, might see me with black on
Ayy, man got the army Nike track on
I ain’t gonna bother nobody, I just crack on
Stack up, stack up, stack up, stack on
It’s my riddim the DJ wanna slap on
Step up, step in, watch everybody step out
I’m back on the Dizzee like when a man first set out
If you ain’t going for the jugular then brudda, get out
Land and I do what I gotta do, then I jet out
Jet out, man get out, the jets ain’t private
I’ll be in the aisle seats sitting in silence
Spit bars and the crowd go wild
When I look into the dance where it looks like violence

[Hook]
Fire in my belly cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doing right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger

[Verse 3]
Backstage chilling in the dance with my dargs dem
None of them are fake, you can ask them
People who are looking a hype, I walk past them
Dons could be richer or poor, I won’t class them
Dons could be ready for war, my bars spark them
My sound travels the seas, that’s why I part them
I can be foul, poisonous dart them
But the gyal dem wanna hype if I (uh)
It’s been a good year, couple wars, couple sick tunes
But now I’ve got a deal with a couple quick few
I will clash MCs, I will clash crews
You will know if you wanna try the choice you choose
I will roll up on my ones and bring twos
In the war, I don’t get confused
You just get defused, nobody can’t snooze
I ain’t really got any points I wanna prove
But I gotta make a move

[Hook]
Fire in my belly cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doing right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger

[Hook]
Fire in my belly cause I’m back in the manor
I’ve spent my whole life there stacked in the manor
Yo, I’ve done a lot of tracks in the manor
E3, you can get the loud pack in the manor
I know gyal who are good and live normal
But I know gyal who are bad like Rihanna
Anybody wanna know what I’m doing right now
Go tell ’em that I’m back with a banger

[Outro]
Boy Better Know
I’ve got the badboy flow
Yo
(Preditah)