Chekaa, bounce the beat

Sirens in the night, hear the sound in my ghetto
We always stay awake, count the bills in the Lambo
Enemies at a distance and they take cover
Born in the hotspot, four-seven, you know us

Sirens in the night, hear the sound in my ghetto
We always stay awake, count the bills in the Lambo
Enemies at a distance and they take cover
Born in the hotspot, four-seven, you know us

What vendetta? I'm a gang member
We go at you with eleven men
Press, press, press and check, check, check
Four-seven, ghetto, bradda, bra
Nine millimeter, peso, I load only once, hit you three times
The Kurdi fucks the whole (?)
In the brand new white Daimler
And S-Coupe with thick women (brrra)
I fuck the market further, further
You sell your image, but what at night?
Rip you with powdered sugar, simple
On a quick twenty K and further
Biturbo, press the gas pedal
What? What? I am the assassin
With (?) Tape and the TV
I hunt, shoot, shoot, shoot
Piña Colada, Maradona
Panama import to Havana
Jayjo-Flex-Pill'n to the ganja
Whiskey on ice for Cosa Nostra
Inhibition threshold rises, then the post goes off
Follow the nose, not the compass
Frankfurt Mainhattan, Mortal Kombat (brra)

I live, live here in this misery
Count, count all my money
Don't talk about my area
Because here different rules apply

Sirens in the night, hear the sound in my ghetto
We always stay awake, count the bills in the Lambo
Enemies at a distance and they take cover
Born in the hotspot, four-seven, you know us

Sirens in the night, hear the sound in my ghetto
We always stay awake, count the bills in the Lambo
Enemies at a distance and they take cover
Born in the hotspot, four-seven, you know us

Day-Date in full gold
Diamond stones, Rolls-Royce
No record keeping, was faithful
Audi RS6 brand new
I was there where no one was
Not even the nose of the Sheytan
Brought like Zinedine Zidane a shock
And everyone was involved
I spat bars that no one can
From the underground to the charts
Shots fall at an alarm
My boys stay criminal, evil
Mama, I swear, because my soul cry never reaches you
Engrave every bullet with "Fero" in the magazine
Shitty zombies want more than just cocaine
Snort, syringe deep into the vein, crack, heroin
The joker under the arm is caught by handcuffs
You wear a Rolex chronograph, Fero47 unique (brra, brra-ra)

I live, live here in this misery
Count, count all my money
Don't talk about my area
Because here different rules apply

Sirens in the night, hear the sound in my ghetto
We always stay awake, count the bills in the Lambo
Enemies at a distance and they take cover
Born in the hotspot, four-seven, you know us

Sirens in the night, hear the sound in my ghetto
We always stay awake, count the bills in the Lambo
Enemies at a distance and they take cover
Born in the hotspot, four-seven, you know us
Sirens in the night, hear the sound in my ghetto
We always stay awake, count the bills in the Lambo
Enemies at a distance and they take cover
Born in the hotspot, four-seven, you know us

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