Carvelli

Carvelli

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Member Since: 2006
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Lyrics

Hooah Lyrics
Intro-Italian shout outs
I got a squad making rounds / so when I drive through your town / with the drop top better hit the ground / If the cops try to stop us (hey) better hide the pounds / if they lock us up call Ma to come an bail us out / we mobsters / challenge anybody who got nuts try to stop us.. (No!) / I roll wit heavy weights fiends up in every state / my peeps got enuff heat to make you geeks levitate / haters pre-meditating, watching the flow / stop an I go at the Bellagio swappin the hoes / they call me Joe Dimaggio I'm driving em home / Who you know got this style or flow or piles of dough / I got chips you'd never find in your sofa / I got hits made by drivers and chauffeurs / a made man with the bite of a cobra united with soldiers / taking chips right off your shoulder (ah)

Chorus

Hooah , Hooah
What you scared of, Not a damn thing


From Palermo to Milano / I run deneiro in the narrow streets
brief cases greet my pizannos / I got a fleet that'll teach you some manners / if you beef we'll beat you like we were Sopranos / More keys than you see on pianos / on the beach we still look G in em sandalz / I'm making money man ..that?s the plan, hey, I don?t gotta preach my fans know / check me out / You see me wheeling on ducati / with a fat hottie right behind me with her arms around my body / looking rather gotti in my Maserati / I drive it to Sassari to swap it for my Ferrari / I'm Mafi-oh-so-Dangerous / a style that gets you higher than angel dust / cause in the crime life the papers a must / lets see if you can bang with us / hang with us now

Chorus
Hooah , Hooah
What you scared of, Not a damn thing


Hooah , Hooah
What you scared of, Not a damn thing


Queens, Staten, Harlem, Brooklyn / my teams got packs with all them crooks there / we stay flossin all that good gear / Gucci, Versace and Prada footwear / hey don't even try to play here / disrespecting me will leave a foot in your back / these fiends always looking for smack / like bambinas please my street team takes takes bookings for that
Ya Carvelli Express
We going international baby
Numero Uno

Chorus
Pinky rings and Armani, That's my street theme
Chrome rims on my Caddy, Living street dreams
Pizans in trench coats that's my street team
Hooah , Hooah
What you scared of, Not a damn thing



Song Length
4:22
Genre
World - Reggae/Carribean