Inedito

[intro]
Jake la Furia! Don Joevanni (rude boy rude boy!)! Il Guercio!

[Jake la Furia]
Start dancing, baby, sweat from your pores
Spin the grass that gets milady out!
Raise your middle fingers, girls with open-toed shoes
Under the grinders, not the f*ggots like Kledi
My residence, sound system on point
Like Vida Loca, a course doesn't exist
Milano massive, active cannabis, beer and batida
The steel wheels spin and people shout 'Sound boy!'
Turn up the volume, push to the belly button, STOP!
No grinding until I say so!
Now we're starting, Jake and Don Joe, Club Dogo, rude boy, professional show! Uh!!!
Away with the sirens Chico, finger on the lighter: MORE FIRE! Moroccan double zero agent
If you want rhymes that hit like a Bouncer
get slapped on the a** like Bud Spencer, belly dancer (Like Cardinal!)
Dance on my hips (Sultry Passera!)
tongue in mouth with the one that touches for a shocking night if a thong peeks out and drops the panties and goes:
[Don Joe]
Tell me if you're in, bro, or not!
When there's more fire, you know it's a dancehall inferno
Hold the girl next to you tighter
over the beat, surrounded by a batty boy, like Dj Santo (Hey Gal!)
Smoke a couple of officials
because the ground is a thousand degrees Fahrenheit, oh bro!
Now light the lighter and push it up
????We dance even with the newbies, uh!????
I shout uhuh when we're down here
You don't snap out of the hypnosis if Mi-Residenza crew is here!
The stars illuminated by the lights of the joints
when we hide in the morning (like Inspiration Boy!)

[Jake la Furia]
(Mi-Reees!) Milano Massive
Why do you fight, my punch is a crusher!
(Mi-Reees!) Safari fools

[Il Guercio]
Welcome to business, Milano Safari

Chorus x2 (Jake la Furia)
My crew is Dogo Club
beer, weed, and kebab
we set fire to the batty men
same goes for my bros
we're the bosses of the flow
turning up the shows
Guercio and Rap Don
Jake and Don Joe.