[Intro]
Turn the volume up in the headphones man, please
You know? Zifukoro de la B
Violent, yes
Turn the volume up in the headphones, man
Ah, ah, yeah, dirty, dirty
[Verse 1]
I'm violent like the south of Italy, mafia like the trapatoni
Zifukoro de la B, I counted the money, I didn't know how to read
He shoot in his head, because his little brother got messed up
I didn't mess you up, bro, I almost did, but in front of the cops, I had to leave
Do you really think we're stupid becausе you see we're gesticulating?
But bеhind all this film, you don't see the evil we convey
Real niggas know us well and know that we only move our backs after the war
My homies dance after the knockouts
[Bridge]
Mero, gang, Nimko, gang
Skao', gang, Marlo, gang
My niggas dance after the war (After the war)
My homies dance after the knockouts
[Chorus]
Buddy, it's the jungle, on our streets it's Medellín
In the corners, we be selling dope, my English teacher takes lines
Leave me in my thing
I smoke my blunt on arrival, I wait for you on the line
Deliveries are made by bike, the OGs in the hood end up drunk
People's sisters are in hotels, drug addicts are in offices
My cell phone is tapped, the narcotics squad are my listeners
The kids don't give a damn anymore, hatred has replaced fear
[Verse 2]
After the rain, there will come good weather, after the blood, will come peace
And shoot him if he thinks you have his time, I'm going to beat the shit out of you, we'll talk later
The little ones want to fuck up the big ones, invest in things from Montenegro
Your parents don't want marriage because there's pork in his freezer
Your elder, you give him respect but you would give anything to fuck his sister
You say you're good in bed but she cheated on you with another nigga
[Bridge]
Djeba, gang, Madrane, gang
Skarfa, gang, Bouzi, gang
Since then, bro, the team hasn't changed
Since then, bro, my boys are still mean
[Chorus]
Buddy, it's the jungle, on our streets it's Medellín
In the corners, we be selling dope, my English teacher takes lines
Leave me in my thing
I smoke my blunt on arrival, I wait for you on the line
Deliveries are made by bike, the OGs in the hood end up drunk
People's sisters are in hotels, drug addicts are in offices
My cell phone is tapped, the narcotics squad are my listeners
The kids don't give a damn anymore, hatred has replaced fear
[Outro]
Gang
Gang, gang
Gang, gang
Mero, Djeba
Nimko, Madrane
Skao', Skarfa
Marlo (Gang), Bouzi
Mero (Gang), Djeba
Nimko (Gang), Madrane
Skao' (Gang), Skarfa
Marlo (Gang), Bouzi