[Intro]
Mob

[Pre-hook: Jake La Furia]
When I was a little boy (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I just wanted to be a thug (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
On the street with my cousin (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
With the bags under the scooter (Just like Spadino)

[Hook: Emis Killa]
It was like a movie by Tarantino (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Criminals I'm still close with (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
They fill up the bags in the warehouse (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
With the gun under the sink, like in The Godfather

[Verse 1: Emis Killa]
Here in the hood it just takes me a phone call (Brr, brr)
And you disappear, abracadabra (One, two, three, puff)
Whores, snitches, thugs (Ah)
All around me like Sinatra
I'll go on tour with my whole squad (Ay)
The whole club is staring at us (Ay)
This guy acts like he's Tony Montana
But when he bumps into us he hides his watch and his necklace (You fucking idiot)
To move the stuff my bro's sweating cold at the customs
He ends up in the clink for so long
That he decorates his cell like it was his house
When I went to school as a kid (Ay)
People in class used to call me 'thug'
And I already had a good hearing
For the sirens, nee-no-nee-no
[Pre-hook: Jake La Furia]
When I was a little boy (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I just wanted to be a thug (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
On the street with my cousin (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
With the bags under the scooter (Just like Spadino)

[Hook: Emis Killa & Jake La Furia]
It was like a movie by Tarantino (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Criminals I'm still close with (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
They fill up the bags in the warehouse (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
With the gun under the sink, like in The Godfather (Jake)

[Verse 2: Jake La Furia]
Insert the coin, we're going to take off
Riding the scooter on one wheel (Vroom, vroom)
We do it inside purple papers (Yeah)
The stripes in only one hit (Like old school, yeah)
And yet we're still standing
I've overcome every danger (Ah)
Every blade in the darkness of the streets
I've been here before trap
Before the glasses of lean, before Vicodin (Yeah)
I'm still alive after the overdose (Yeah)
I'm Pablo, I'm Keyser Söze (Yeah)
We're out walking on these squares
With my new shoes on (Eh-ah)
With my people, with no fear, with no cops (Uoh, uoh, uoh, uoh)
I've made money with no luck, with no receipt
Stamped black cars (Ah)
They're bringing golden records out on the streets (Ah)
To remind them to honor their father, brother, oh
[Pre-hook: Jake La Furia]
When I was a little boy (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I just wanted to be a thug (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
On the street with my cousin (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
With the bags under the scooter (Just like Spadino)

[Hook: Emis Killa]
It was like a movie by Tarantino (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Criminals I'm still close with (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
They fill up the bags in the warehouse (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
With the gun under the sink, like in The Godfather