In dopa

Lyrics

[Testo di "In dopa" ft. Soulee B] [Intro: Soulee B & Neffa] Want riddim, bad boy? Yeah, man Neffa B alongside the Soulee B (Eh-eh) You got the good shit, ooh (In dopa) For years, man [Strofa 1: Neffa] Quando piglia bene, sono in dopa Ehi, ehi, ehi, ehi, e qui chi-qui chi c'�? Check la N-E, la doppia F-A, la B, la E, la A, la T sulla traccia Ciak e ciak, ah, boom, assieme a Soulee B Capiscimi o no, 'sto guaglione suona solo hip hop E il nome del mio gioco � Sangue Misto Col boom-boom-chack e il boom-boom-chack mi tiene su [Strofa 2: Soulee B] Yo, Soulee B with Sangue Mix, check it Neffa B was in the house, say "Oy" (Oh) And Soulee B was in the house, say "Oy" (Oh) Century Vox was in the house, say "Oy" (Oh) All o' the massive B they say "Oh, oh and oh no" (Oh-oh-oh) This is the way we should be done, ah, ah (Go, Soulee B, go) This is the way we should be done, ah, ah (Go, Soulee B, go) This is the way we should be done, ah, ah (Go, Soulee B) This is the way we should be done, ah, ah (Go, Soulee B, go, Soulee B, go) [Ritornello: Soulee B] People, you want to come get this style? Dis are Neffa B with Soulee B, we back on the mic Cah mi say people deh, you want to come get this style? Dis are Neffa B with Soulee B, we back on the mic Cah mi say people deh, you want to come get this style? Dis are Neffa B with Soulee B, we rode pon the mic Cah mi say people deh, you want to come get this style? Dis are Neffa B with Soulee B, we back pon mic [Interludio: Soulee B] I say, listen to the veteran, my guy Soulee B Alongside the bad boys and Neffa B Crowd of people, you gotta listen to the hip hop, the raggamuffin Now we got messin', no, we can't stop, ah [Strofa 3: Neffa] E caccio rime con la fotta, la ballota che fa (Oh) C'� il guaglione sulla traccia, gi� sai (Yo) E viene gi�, e non si ferma pi� C'� SnifSnifNeffa nella dopa e ha una fattanza blu (Fattanza blu) Eh-eh-ehi, c'� chi-chi-chico, cazz'�? La vita senza dopa � vita grama e non ce n'� Non F-A per M-E perch� non lega col guaglione, none, none [Strofa 4: Soulee B] On and on, Soulee B, flow one, Neffa B, flow one Sangue Mix, flow one, yeah, check We got the shit that make you hyped and make your jump feet The crowd of people jump up as I march on top This is the way we should be done, ah, ah Second to none, Neffa B, one in a million Bring your girl, she goin' to get dirty Digi-digi-digi-ding, with Soulee B you havin' fun [Ritornello: Soulee B] People, you want to come get this styla? Neffa B with Soulee B, we wicked pon di mic Cah mi say people deh, you want to come get this styla? Neffa B with Soulee B, we mad pon the mic Cah mi say people deh, you want to come get this styla? Neffa B with Soulee B, we back on the mic Cah mi say people deh, yah come catch dis ya styla? Neffa B with Soulee B, we wicked on di mic-a [Strofa 5: Neffa] E qui chi, qui chi, qui chi, qui chi, qui chi c'�? Boom E qui chi, qui chi, qui chi, qui chi, qui chi c'�? Yo Quando parte il beat Senti come suona e sono in dopa e bella l� E caccio la mia rima assieme a Soulee B [Strofa 5: Soulee B] Killer sound boy, we are go kill him tonight Killer Soulee B, mi say we deh pon di mic Every time we gone, mi say we full of body style Chattin' fi di girl, mi say mi chattin' fi boy If you hear a how di raggamuffin's here Informer gunned him off and killed him today A you no hear what di Soul Boy say Informer go 'way, we have fi kill him today (Blood) [Strofa 6: Neffa] Ehi, ehi, ehi e boom-chap e boom-chap, e qui chi c'�? Il chico che fa freesta, con una mano nella mista Caccio rime per i brothers and sista' Si sta bene solo se la dopa � buona, e gi� sai C'� Neffa con la rima, alli guai In dopa vera insieme a Soulee B Sangue Misto, bella l�, eh-oh [Ritornello: Soulee B] People, you want to come get this styla? Dis are Neffa B with Soulee B, we pon di mic Cah mi say people deh, you want to come get this styla? Dis are Neffa B with Soulee B, we there pon the mic Cah mi say people deh, you want to come get this styla? Dis are Neffa B with Soulee B, we mad on the mic Cah mi say people deh, you want to come get this styla? Dis are Neffa B with Soulee B, we wicked pon the mic [Strofa 7: Soulee B] When mi hold di microphone, pure lyrics in dis time People get mad, jump up mad, Jesus Christ What a deejay so wicked, what a deejay so wild An' di lyrics dat mi got, man, sweet like di [?] (Hey) All of di youth-dem, dem a jump up When I come at dance hall, a Soulee B a wreck it up Neffa B pon the mic, God, dem a listen to If you [?] him a come to town People jump an' kick up, dem a grasshop Dis are Soulee B, cah pon di mic I kick it up (Again) I nice it up, man, mi a kick it up Neffa, Soulee B pon di mick a kick it off Cah mi say wicked man, dis are Soulee B [?] Cah mi say wicked man, Neffa B are di made man Cah mi say wicked man, God have mercy But look how we become Look how we sweet, look how we nice People-dem a bawl out "Jesus Christ" Cah mi say, look how we sweet, look how we nice People-dem a bawl out "Jesus Christ" [Outro: Soulee B] Cah mi say, man a blow horn, pint of blood [?] Who upon di mic, I say di people-dem three Bad boy Neffa B an' Soulee B Deejay Gruff rub-a-dub at you, respect for you Cah mi say, bend down, respect di bad boy Neffa an' di- Our crew, mad love to [?]