Security – STILL BALLIN’

Security STILL BALLIN'

Security – STILL BALLIN’ Lyrics

Artist: Security
Song: STILL BALLIN’

‘N artro sole scompare dalla city
Come ‘sti grammi quando passa chi ‘n deve in ‘sti vicoli, ah
Ho gli occhi sullo specchio da quando so’ uscito, cì
Non metto mai il piede sui freni fino a zona mia

Broski fa tutto a ducento, quell’SR fra’
Come tua puta, ducento pure in sette, ah
‘N ho smesso de piottà dar primo SOS, te
‘N hai smesso de gufà da quanto sto al center, ah

C’ho mio boy in super forma sopra il tempo
Come il watch che è da un pezzo che non l’hai più ripreso, ah
G me passa su un gioiello col tetto scoperto
Tua zozza manco so’ entrato le ha già scoperte, ah

Still ballin’ anche se senti parlare un verme
Don’t worry, fra’, ‘ste merde hanno la vita breve
Ho un fra’ che ancora throwuppa sulle tapparelle
Stai manco un giorno filato come ‘ste marionette

Trenta giorni su ‘ste cazzo de strade
Still ballin’ come Pac quel mio frate’
‘N se sa da do’ arrivate
Il tuo click può prende’ solo testate

No che non bastano mai quelle entrate [No mai fre’, ah
Trenta giorni su ‘ste cazzo de strade
Still ballin’ come Pac quel mio frate’
‘N se sa da do’ arrivate

Il tuo click può prende’ solo testate
No che non bastano mai quelle entrate [No mai fre’, ah]
Te sorpasso bendato sopra er tracciato
Ancora nun me fotte del tuo scemo placcato, ah

Posso scorda’ in una notte tutto er passato
Non sai in quale cazzo de posto ‘iamo startato
Pe’ ‘ste vie non c’è nessuno a parte i b#stardi
Tuo G Giuda vende il tuo culo a trenta denari

Ce ne ho più de uno piazzato da tutte le parti
Mio frate’ sta avvelenato e se li magna sani
Fossi in te cambierei strada che ‘n arivi mai
Poi mi darei ‘na svegliata insieme a ‘sti babbi

Sto ancora co’ chi ‘nu ja switchato quer side
E se ‘sta roba ‘nte piace sticazzi, ah
Sto più fast de questi anche sui tornanti
Ho tutta quanta la ciurma sotto ai fari a tutti gli orari

La lancetta scorre come le tue cazzate
Fra’ te butta sotto se non lo fai passare
Trenta giorni su ‘ste cazzo de strade
Still ballin’ come Pac quel mio frate’

‘N se sa da do’ arrivate
Il tuo click può prende’ solo testate
No che non bastano mai quelle entrate [No mai fre’, ah
Trenta giorni su ‘ste cazzo de strade

Still ballin’ come Pac quel mio frate’
‘N se sa da do’ arrivate
Il tuo click può prende’ solo testate
No che non bastano mai quelle entrate [No mai fre’, ah]
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STILL BALLIN’ Lyrics – English Translation

‘In artro sun disappears from the city
Like ‘sti grams when it passes who’ n must in ‘sti vicoli, ah
I have my eyes on the mirror since I got out, cì
I never put the foot on the brakes to my area

Broski does everything in dental hundred, that her fra ‘
Like your puta, ducing even in seven, ah
‘N I stopped de piottà Dar first sos, te
‘N you stopped de gufà from what I am at the center, ah

I have my boy in super shape above time
Like the Watch that has long been resumed for a while, Ah
G me passes on a jewel with the discovered roof
Your zozza not even I enter has already discovered them, ah

Still Ballin ‘even if you hear a worm talking
Don’t Worry, Fra ‘,’ Ste sh#t have short life
I have a member who still thrrowed on roller shutters
You’re missing a day spilled like ‘ste puppet

Thirty days on ‘ste f#cking of streets
Still Ballin ‘like Pac that friar of mine’
‘N if he knows from’ arrivate
Your click can take ‘only heads

No that those entrances are never enough [no never free, ah
Thirty days on ‘ste f#cking of streets
Still Ballin ‘like Pac that friar of mine’
‘N if he knows from’ arrivate

Your click can take ‘only heads
No that those entrances are never enough [no never free, ah]
You overtake blindfolded above the track
Still nun f#cks me with your plated stupid, ah

I can forget in one night all the past
You don’t know what the f#cking of the place ‘we start
Pe ” ste vie there is no one apart from the b#stards
Your G Giuda sells your #ss to thirty money

I have more of one placed on all sides
My friar ‘is poisoned and if he was healthy.
I was in you I would change the way that ‘n arivates never
Then I would give me ‘na woke up together with’ sti babbi

I’m still with who ‘nu Ja Switchato quer side
And if ‘is’ stuff’ nte likes Sticazzi, ah
I am more fast of these also on the hairpin bends
I have all the crew under the headlights at all times

The hand flows like your b#llsh#t
Fra ‘you throw below if you don’t let him pass
Thirty days on ‘ste f#cking of streets
Still Ballin ‘like Pac that friar of mine’

‘N if he knows from’ arrivate
Your click can take ‘only heads
No that those entrances are never enough [no never free, ah
Thirty days on ‘ste f#cking of streets

Still Ballin ‘like Pac that friar of mine’
‘N if he knows from’ arrivate
Your click can take ‘only heads
No that those entrances are never enough [no never free, ah]
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Security Lyrics – STILL BALLIN’

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Release Year: 2018