Lyrics of H.a.T.E.R. - 3D, Achille Lauro, Mr.cioni

H.a.T.E.R. - 3D, Achille Lauro, Mr.cioni
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song H.a.T.E.R., artist - 3D. Album song Instrumentalz Job, Vol. 4, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.05.2016
Record label: VNT1
Song language: Italian

H.a.T.E.R.

(original)
Col Mr. passo a Pietralata con il Lamborghini
Nella popolare ha tipo 3 camini
Si, c’ha un acquario tiene stanza e salone divisi
C'è la cucina americana, mangiamo sashimi
Si, c'è la doccia grossa quanto casa di tua madre
E no, no, il Mr. non l’ha fatta con i soldi del padre
Guardo fuori, queste torri sembrano New York
Palazzi popolari coi pacchi nei box
Non ho lavorato un giorno se non coi pacchetti
Ho tanti soldi in tasca cazzo che sembro Puff Daddy
Quando ho conosciuto Cioni c’aveva il Q7
E si spendeva circa 30.000 euro in magliette
Noi fatti in strada a farci strada, senza avere niente
E qua la gente che conosce 'sti nomi da sempre
E mio fratello che sta in strada perché non ha niente
E non per farsi estrarre in video del cazzo dai rapper
No, non parlare di noi, no
Non dei palazzi popolari
Non dei palazzi popolari (no, non parlare di noi, no)
Non dei palazzi popolari (no, non parlare di noi, no)
Non dei palazzi popolari (non lo sanno)
Non lo sanno di noi, no
Non parlare dei miei, no
Non parlare di noi, no
Non parlare dei miei, no
Non parlare di noi, no
Non parlare dei miei, no
Non parlare di noi, no
Non dei palazzi popolari
Bomba senza timer, non cambio di stile
Come un camion di stile, una nave di container
21 come glock, Mr. from the block
Mi bevo con il naso una bottiglia di Cîroc
8055 perché io sono Boss
Bello come il sole, bello come le Air Force
Cazzo me ne frega, mi inculo anche una strega
Ti porto a fare un giro sulla motosega
Weed dipendente, ho scoppiato anche un polmone
Metto un pacco d’erba dentro il frullatore
Ballami sul palo come le troie al night
Batto chef Ramsay, in cucina Walter White
Ultimamente fumo una marea di canne
Come Ghost Rider ho la testa in fiamme
Tua figlia succhia il cazzo come se mangia un toast
Sotto al poster in cameretta di Tupac e fa West Coast
Non dei palazzi popolari (no, non parlare di noi, no)
Non dei palazzi popolari
No non parlare
Non lo sanno i miei raga cosa fanno
Questi non lo sanno i miei raga cosa fanno
Di noi, no
Non parlare dei miei, no
Non parlare di noi, no
Non parlare dei miei, no
Non parlare di noi, no
Non parlare dei miei, no
Non parlare di noi, no
Non dei palazzi (non lo sanno)
Non dei palazzi popolari
Non dei palazzi (non lo sanno)
Non dei palazzi popolari
Non dei palazzi
(translation)
With Mr. I pass to Pietralata with the Lamborghini
In the popular it has type 3 fireplaces
Yes, there is an aquarium, which keeps room and living room divided
There is American cuisine, we eat sashimi
Yes, there is a shower as big as your mother's house
And no, no, the Mr. did not do it with his father's money
I look out, these towers look like New York
Popular buildings with parcels in the boxes
I haven't worked a day except with packages
I've got a lot of fucking money in my pocket that I look like Puff Daddy
When I met Cioni, he had the Q7
And about 30,000 euros were spent on t-shirts
We made our way to make our way, without having anything
And here the people who have always known these names
And my brother who is on the street because he has nothing
And not to get rappers out of fucking videos
No, don't talk about us, no
Not popular buildings
Not popular buildings (no, don't talk about us, no)
Not popular buildings (no, don't talk about us, no)
Not popular buildings (they don't know)
They don't know about us, no
Don't talk about mine, no
Don't talk about us, no
Don't talk about mine, no
Don't talk about us, no
Don't talk about mine, no
Don't talk about us, no
Not popular buildings
Bomb without a timer, no change of style
Like a style truck, a container ship
21 like glock, Mr. from the block
I drink a bottle of Ciroc with my nose
8055 because I'm Boss
Beautiful like the sun, beautiful like the Air Force
Fuck I don't care, I even fuck a witch
I'll take you for a ride on the chainsaw
Weed addicted, I also burst a lung
I put a pack of weed inside the blender
Dance me on the pole like the sluts at the night club
I beat chef Ramsay, Walter White in the kitchen
I've been smoking a lot of reeds lately
As a Ghost Rider, my head is on fire
Your daughter sucks cock like she eats toast
Under the poster in Tupac's bedroom and West Coast
Not popular buildings (no, don't talk about us, no)
Not popular buildings
No don't talk
My boys don't know what they do
These guys don't know what my boys do
Of us, no
Don't talk about mine, no
Don't talk about us, no
Don't talk about mine, no
Don't talk about us, no
Don't talk about mine, no
Don't talk about us, no
Not buildings (they don't know)
Not popular buildings
Not buildings (they don't know)
Not popular buildings
Not buildings
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