"In Dopa" testo
(feat. Soulee B B)
Run riddim bad bwoy
Yeah man
Neffa B alongside di Soulee B
Hey, hey
We got the good shit
In dopa
For years man
Quando piglia bene sono in dopa
Eh-eh-eh, capi, capi
Chi c'è, chi c'è? La N-E-la doppia F-A, la B, la E, la A, la T
Sulla traccia, ciak e ciak, ah bum, assieme a Soulee B
Capiscimi o no 'sto guaglione suona solo hip-hop
E il nome del mio gico è Sangue Misto
Col bum-bum-chap che il bum-bum-chap mi tiene su
Yow Soulee B, what's happenin' B check it
Neffa B was in the house, say hoi (Hoi)
And Soulee B was in the house, say hoi (Hoi)
Sangue Misto was in the house say hoi (Hoi)
All a di massive dem deh seh hoi-hoi-hoi, look
This is the real way it should be done, uh
(Go, Soulee, go)
This is the real way it should be done, uh-uh
This is the real way it should be done, uh-uh
(Go, Soulee, go)
This is the real way it should be done, uh-uh
(Go, Soulee)
(Go, Soulee B, go, Soulee B, go)
People, you want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we bad pon di mic
Cah wi seh people
You want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we bad pon di mic
Cah wi seh people
You want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we roll pon di mic
Cah wi seh people
You want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we bad pon mic
I still listen to the veteran, di man called Soulee B
Alongside the bad bwoy say Neffa
Now enuh baby you gotta listen to the hip-hop
Di ragamuffin dat we got
Mi seh no wi cyaan stop
E caccio rime con la fotta la ballota che fav(Ho)
C'è il guaglione con le rime già sai
E viene giù e non si ferma più
C'è snif-snif Neffa nella dopa e ha una fattanza blu
Eh-eh-eh ci, chi-chico cazz'è?
La vita senza dopa è vita grama e non ce n'è
Non F-A per M-E perché non lega col guaglione none none
On and on
Soulee B flow on
Neffa B flow on
Sangue B flow on, yeah, check
We got the shit to make you hype, to make you jump
Freak the crowd up, people jump up as I mash it up
This is the real way it should be done, ha-ha
Second to none, never beat
One in a million
Bring your girl, she going to get down
Riggi-dingy-ding-ding
It's only me having fun
People, you want to come get this style
Neffa B and Soulee B, we wicked pon yuh mic
And wi seh people
You want to come get this style
Neffa B and Soulee B, we bad pon di mic
And mi seh people
You want to come get this style
Neffa B and Soulee B, we bad hit pon yuh mic
And wi seh people
A come ketch dis yah style
Neffa B and Soulee B, we wicked pon di mic
Che qui di chi, che qui di chi, che qui di chi c'è po
Che qui di chi, che qui di chi, che qui di chi c'è yo
Quando parte il beat
Senti come suona sono in dopa, bella lì
E caccio la mia rima assieme a Soulee B
Kill a sound bwoy
Wi a guh kill him tonite
Yeah a Soulee B, mi seh mi name pon di mic
Every time wi come mi seh wi full up a di style
Cyaan tek video call me seh fi chat
Tell mi weh yuh hear
A waan di ragamuffin si yuh
Informa come, dem haffi kill him today
A yuh nuh hear
What dis old bwoy say
Informa come, wi haffi kill him today
Blow!
Hey, hey, hey e bum, chap, bum, chap, qui chi c'è
Il tipo che fa? Frista, con una mano nella mista
Caccio rime per i brothers and sister
Si sta bene solo se la dopa è buona già sai
C'e' Neffa con la rima alli guai
In dopa vera insieme a Soulee B
Sangue Misto bella lì
People, you want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we pon di mic
Cah wi seh people
You want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we deh yah pon di mic
Cah wi seh people
You want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we bad pon a mic
Cah wi seh people
You want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we wicked pon di mic
Wen we hold di mic and full up you a lyrics and a style
People dem a jump up, my Jesus Christ
Wat a deejay suh wicked, wat a deejay suh wild
And di lyrics dat mi got mine sweet like give t'wife
Aye
All a di girls dem, dem a jump up
When I come a dancehall a Soulee B haffi get up
Neffa B pon di mic, Gordon dem man deh set up
If yuh guh off pon di beat man him a thump it up
People jump up, kick up
Dem a prance up
Dis a Soulee B cah pon di night I kick it up
Again
Wen I set up
Man, mi a kick it up
Dis a Soulee B cah pon di night I kick it up
Cah mi seh wicked man
If a Soulee B, mi a di don
Cah mi seh wicked man
Neffa B a di main man
Cah mi seh wicked man
God, have mercy but look how it, becah
Look how wi sweet
Look how wi nice
People dem a bawl out Jesus Christ
Cah wi seh
Look how wi sweet
Look how wi nice
People dem a bawl out Jesus Christ
Cah mi seh bad nuh blow-wow
Mi seh bad nuh bloodcleet
Hour pon di mic mi seh di people dem treat
Badbwoy Neffa B
And Soulee B
Di drop off rub-a-dub and yuh respect for you
Cah mi seh Deda, respect di badbwoy Neffa and di
All crewman, love unnu to di maximum, yuh hear
(To di maximum, yuh hear)
(To di maximum, yuh hear)
Yeah man
Neffa B alongside di Soulee B
Hey, hey
We got the good shit
In dopa
For years man
Quando piglia bene sono in dopa
Eh-eh-eh, capi, capi
Chi c'è, chi c'è? La N-E-la doppia F-A, la B, la E, la A, la T
Sulla traccia, ciak e ciak, ah bum, assieme a Soulee B
Capiscimi o no 'sto guaglione suona solo hip-hop
E il nome del mio gico è Sangue Misto
Col bum-bum-chap che il bum-bum-chap mi tiene su
Yow Soulee B, what's happenin' B check it
Neffa B was in the house, say hoi (Hoi)
And Soulee B was in the house, say hoi (Hoi)
Sangue Misto was in the house say hoi (Hoi)
All a di massive dem deh seh hoi-hoi-hoi, look
This is the real way it should be done, uh
(Go, Soulee, go)
This is the real way it should be done, uh-uh
This is the real way it should be done, uh-uh
(Go, Soulee, go)
This is the real way it should be done, uh-uh
(Go, Soulee)
(Go, Soulee B, go, Soulee B, go)
People, you want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we bad pon di mic
Cah wi seh people
You want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we bad pon di mic
Cah wi seh people
You want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we roll pon di mic
Cah wi seh people
You want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we bad pon mic
I still listen to the veteran, di man called Soulee B
Alongside the bad bwoy say Neffa
Now enuh baby you gotta listen to the hip-hop
Di ragamuffin dat we got
Mi seh no wi cyaan stop
E caccio rime con la fotta la ballota che fav(Ho)
C'è il guaglione con le rime già sai
E viene giù e non si ferma più
C'è snif-snif Neffa nella dopa e ha una fattanza blu
Eh-eh-eh ci, chi-chico cazz'è?
La vita senza dopa è vita grama e non ce n'è
Non F-A per M-E perché non lega col guaglione none none
On and on
Soulee B flow on
Neffa B flow on
Sangue B flow on, yeah, check
We got the shit to make you hype, to make you jump
Freak the crowd up, people jump up as I mash it up
This is the real way it should be done, ha-ha
Second to none, never beat
One in a million
Bring your girl, she going to get down
Riggi-dingy-ding-ding
It's only me having fun
People, you want to come get this style
Neffa B and Soulee B, we wicked pon yuh mic
And wi seh people
You want to come get this style
Neffa B and Soulee B, we bad pon di mic
And mi seh people
You want to come get this style
Neffa B and Soulee B, we bad hit pon yuh mic
And wi seh people
A come ketch dis yah style
Neffa B and Soulee B, we wicked pon di mic
Che qui di chi, che qui di chi, che qui di chi c'è po
Che qui di chi, che qui di chi, che qui di chi c'è yo
Quando parte il beat
Senti come suona sono in dopa, bella lì
E caccio la mia rima assieme a Soulee B
Kill a sound bwoy
Wi a guh kill him tonite
Yeah a Soulee B, mi seh mi name pon di mic
Every time wi come mi seh wi full up a di style
Cyaan tek video call me seh fi chat
Tell mi weh yuh hear
A waan di ragamuffin si yuh
Informa come, dem haffi kill him today
A yuh nuh hear
What dis old bwoy say
Informa come, wi haffi kill him today
Blow!
Hey, hey, hey e bum, chap, bum, chap, qui chi c'è
Il tipo che fa? Frista, con una mano nella mista
Caccio rime per i brothers and sister
Si sta bene solo se la dopa è buona già sai
C'e' Neffa con la rima alli guai
In dopa vera insieme a Soulee B
Sangue Misto bella lì
People, you want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we pon di mic
Cah wi seh people
You want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we deh yah pon di mic
Cah wi seh people
You want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we bad pon a mic
Cah wi seh people
You want to come get this style
This a Neffa B and Soulee B, we wicked pon di mic
Wen we hold di mic and full up you a lyrics and a style
People dem a jump up, my Jesus Christ
Wat a deejay suh wicked, wat a deejay suh wild
And di lyrics dat mi got mine sweet like give t'wife
Aye
All a di girls dem, dem a jump up
When I come a dancehall a Soulee B haffi get up
Neffa B pon di mic, Gordon dem man deh set up
If yuh guh off pon di beat man him a thump it up
People jump up, kick up
Dem a prance up
Dis a Soulee B cah pon di night I kick it up
Again
Wen I set up
Man, mi a kick it up
Dis a Soulee B cah pon di night I kick it up
Cah mi seh wicked man
If a Soulee B, mi a di don
Cah mi seh wicked man
Neffa B a di main man
Cah mi seh wicked man
God, have mercy but look how it, becah
Look how wi sweet
Look how wi nice
People dem a bawl out Jesus Christ
Cah wi seh
Look how wi sweet
Look how wi nice
People dem a bawl out Jesus Christ
Cah mi seh bad nuh blow-wow
Mi seh bad nuh bloodcleet
Hour pon di mic mi seh di people dem treat
Badbwoy Neffa B
And Soulee B
Di drop off rub-a-dub and yuh respect for you
Cah mi seh Deda, respect di badbwoy Neffa and di
All crewman, love unnu to di maximum, yuh hear
(To di maximum, yuh hear)
(To di maximum, yuh hear)
Writer(s): Giovanni Pellino, Andrea Visani
