tonka (feat. CHOBA) - Dj Master Taf

Yeah, I don't know Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (GOONTEX) Bitch, I'm on that X, I'm out in space 8:00 a.m., I took another one, can't feel my face Can't be in the stu' with no thotties, yeah, can't be in the stu' with no Jakes My money acrobat, I flip it 20 ways The devil told me my time was ticking, I got like 30 days Tell that boy I'm up, on my mama, told me that was disgrace Pull up matte black, windows tinted, I can race Way I make these hits and make this money, keep up the pace Swerving, dodging, oppies, coppers Pulled up in this matte black, chopper helicopter I just called Izaya, I told him we flying private jets If you my twizzy, you for lifer, my twizzy, my twin I go in, you go crazy, it's just like it's 6:00 a.m. I tried to quit them Percs with Kratom, but that ain't do me bad Every song I got a new flow, they can't even steal that shit Lil' boy made a hundred songs, they all sound same as shit Bonkers, yeah, bonkers I was in that widebody, that Tonka truck, Tonkers Can't even ask them why they not as fresh as us Pulled up in that kitted out lil' Bentley truck I be so damn paranoid, I don't need nothing next to me It's 8:00 a.m., I'm making this hit, this shit a recipe Yeah, I told my bitch I feel her, but I could barely feel a thing I told my bitch I see her, but I could barely see I'm for real a geeker, l geek like every week I ain't caught no sleep in days, I ain't had a break I could ship you Za' and get you lows, or I could ship you shake I'm high in the stu', I ain't go to sleep so this a wake and hit (I ain't even made it yet) Take these Percs, they blue like Sonic Audemars with the baguettes on it Take these Ecstasy, so I don't really have to go and stress on it They say, "When you go up, just remember me," go put your bless on it I don't play no games no more, I'm not been playing no chess on it (GOONTEX) Yeah, I can't play no, yeah Bitch I'm on that X, I'm out in space 8:00 a.m., I took another one, can't feel my face Can't be in the stu' with no thotties, yeah, can't be in the stu' with no Jakes My money acrobat, I flip it 20 ways The devil told me my time was ticking, I got like 30 days Tell that boy I'm up, on my mama, told me that was disgrace Pull up matte black, windows tinted, I can race Way I make these hits and make this money, keep up the pace Swerving, dodging, oppies, coppers Pulled up in this matte black, chopper helicopter I just called Izaya, I told him we flying private jets If you my twizzy, you for lifer, my twizzy, my twin On this beat, I ain't even rapping, I just told you what I did this morning No, they ain't gon' ignore it I'm just rich

(Ah) (Pow) Fa-Fa-Fai attenzione con chi mangi a tavola Sappi che le persone cambian faccia (Ah) Vendevo coca non per far serata Ma per portarmi il pane a casa Pa-Parlo di chili, ho visto tonnellate Ho visto gente, veniva gambizzata (Grr, belek) Stavo in strada non per far lo scemo (A-a-a-ah) Stavo in strada per riempirmi la tasca (Eh, sì, grr) "Gang, gang", fa il gangster Ma poi no, non vali un cazzo (Eh no, eh no) Sì, sì, se ti becco poi ti abuso in un angolo (Sì, sì) (Pow, pow, pow) Call center, se mi chiami, ti fornisco in un attimo (Subito) Da Kalenji a Givenchy, poto, c'ho messo un anno (Uno) Vu-Vuoi la guerra? Tira fuori i Kalashnikov (Grr, grr, grr) Quelli veri, mica quelli di plastica (Grr-po-pow) Automatica con un grosso calibro (Calibro) (Pow, pow, pow) Di-Di-Digli: "Belek" al tuo (Belek) amico che parla Chе poi finisce in un portabagaglio (Po-pow) (Oppure in un buco sperduto in campagna) (Po-pow) Stupido Sto sopra un G-Class, pétassе, muovilo quel culo tondo (Tondo) Fa-Facevo braquage dégagé, mica parli con un mongolo (Un mongolo) Ho fatto due taf-taf, bâtard, non ti parlo di coco (Cocco) Vendevo al détail, détail, mica parli con un tos– Sto-Sto-Sto sopra un G-Class, pétasse, muovilo quel culo tondo (Grr) Facevo braquage dégagé, mica parli con un mongolo Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho fatto due taf-taf, bâtard, non ti parlo di coco (Cocco) Vendevo al détail, détail, mica parli con un tos– Spendo più soldi in borse di una troia Ubriaco barcollo, non mettermi alla prova Giro con la .9, mica con la scorta Ho la luna storta, litigo con la tossica Oh-Oh, tossico, mollami C'ha vent'anni, sembra un cazzo di fossile C'ho venti grammi prenotati al prossimo Taglio la peuf, ma non parlo di forbici Non serve il petto, ma ti servon le palle (Ah) Le ho così grandi che quasi ingombranti Poggio il culo su seicento cavalli Scopo una tipa che frate', è una cavalla Io la cavalco come un cavallo La impenno come un SH (Ah) Non fare la mafia che in strada è il mio habitat (Belek, belek, belek) Penso di comprare a mamma una Cadillac (Belek, belek, belek) Solo per farci la spesa il sabato (Belek, belek, belek) La-La domenica penso ad una Cabrio (Belek, belek, belek) Questa sera penso: "Forse mi sparo" (Belek, belek, belek) Quella sera solo Dio sa come ti sei salvato (Belek, belek, belek) Sto-Sto-Sto sopra un G-Class, pétasse, muovilo quel culo tondo (Tondo) Fa-Facevo braquage dégagé, mica parli con un mongolo (Un mongolo) Ho fatto due taf-taf, bâtard, non ti parlo di coco (Cocco) Vendevo al détail, détail, mica parli con un tos–