UK REACTION TO ITALIAN DRILL/RAP |167 Gang - Piazza Di Spaccio ft. Simba La Rue

They are real but aren't of course in the Mafia

Mafia gang you know

I think they have contact with mafia,but they r real g 🔫, they talk about them peddling drugs and blowing up your house or car if you turn yourself against them,idk if this is correct,i translate this on google translate

Simba la rue part:
Bullets fall on the ground
Machine gun on your head
Why you think Is a joke?
Criminal, i used to Rob shops Whit the covered face
Take everything
Throw everything on the wc
I started my new business
My Bro started his new business Also
Im not part of the Italian rap scene
Half of them are fake
Half of them are gay
Npt 167
Cagoule even without covid

Bro react simba la rue sacoche ft baby gang 🔥🔥

167 gang no joke

They have contact with Mafia, they aren't into it.
If u wanna see real Mafia members doing music listen to "NUMERI UNO" from Glock 21, they are all Mafia member's sons from "Ndrangheta".
In that video they use real war weapons.

I told you it was a bomb💣💣💣

React to younes - zone

broo react to GLIDE of Keta and Simba la Rue. Ita an absolutely banger u r really gonna appreciate it

tik tok - Sfera ebbasta

FSK - Snitch e impicci
FSK - La prova del cuoco

2 Kili - touché ft luchitos

Simba la rue 🇹🇳🇹🇳☠️

167gang i real della scena No fake .

Simba la rue Insane
React to Cagoule of simba la rue

La vera mafia è molto diversa (real mafia is vary different) ma bella canzone (but good song)

What mafia bro mafia is an other world,mafia is real power is basically a state, they are some street man who have been in jail and they are real but mafia is another thing trust me

This is real

Please react 167 gang reading the lyrics!!!

respect from italy 🇮🇹💰

Questa è la mafia

They are criminals but not part of mafia

Talk about dealing place man , never play are the best crew I think

Real mafia

Are real tatoo

167 no joke💣

YO THE LYRICS GOES:
Ah, huh, ha
They do grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros
And they go grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros
They do grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros, ah
I take a kilo from the boss, I make money from the Kappa
A week and I pay him, I make the square (organized illegal place where you buy drugs, piazza di spaccio in italian) feel good
tu tu tu, fa fa fa, you-they aim your head
Ze-zero debts in the streets, we do not give money to the state
Ah-ah, okay, mhm-mhm, do it right
At these pieces of shit I throw pieces of snow
Give her pops without dad, whoever makes a mistake pays, ra-ta-ta-ta
Le popo 'dan weed, zatla, whatever you want
No, it is not Piazza Affari but a shopping mall
In the pockets la plata, we check the pla-
Yah, grr, pow, on your shit head (grr, pow)
I go out of white, I'm the last they call (the last)
Green and white, twenty four twenty four (twenty four)
A thousand a day like a square of
He asks how I do and I always stop the round after
Only then I double it, then I stop the round later
The new round has arrived, this is not a video game
Your brother talks too much, he says nothing new
I'm in the square like there, you touch me, then you jump in the air (uh)
Plastic under the house (grr), Molotov cocktails on the car
Afraid of anyone, my father was hitting hard
One hundred thousand followers printed them on your forehead
And they go grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros
They do grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros
And they make grr, pow, pow, bullets fall to the ground
Machine gun on your head, what the fuck do you think is a joke?
Ah, crimi ', I emptied crates with my face covered
Empty everything, empty the load in the toilet
I started the new tour, the partner started it too
I give this scene of idiots I dissociate myself
Half of them are fake, half of them are fags
NPT one six six, cagoule with or without Covid, Covid
And they go grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros
They do grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros, ah

This Is the lyrics traduction whit Google translate, so there Is not accurate... "Ah, huh, ha
They do grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros
And they go grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros
They do grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros, ah
I take a kilo from the boss, I make money from the Kappa
A week and I pay him, I make the square feel good
You-you-you, va-va-va, ti-you aim your head
Ze-zero debts in the streets, we do not give money to the state
Ah-ah, okay, mhm-mhm, do it right
At these pieces of shit I throw pieces of snow
Give her pops without dad, whoever makes a mistake pays, ra-ta-ta-ta
Le popo 'dan weed, zatla, whatever you want
No, it is not Piazza Affari but a shopping mall
In the pockets la plata, we check the pla-
Yah, grr, pow, on your shit head (grr, pow)
I go out of white, I'm the last they call (the last)
Green and white, twenty four twenty four (twenty four)
A thousand a day like a square of
He asks how I do and I always stop the round after
Only then I double it, then I stop the round later
The new round has arrived, this is not a video game
Your brother talks too much, he says nothing new
I'm in the square like there, you touch me, then you jump in the air (uh)
Plastic under the house (grr), Molotov cocktails on the car
Afraid of anyone, my father was hitting hard
One hundred thousand followers printed them on your forehead
And they go grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros
They do grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros
And they make grr, pow, pow, bullets fall to the ground
Machine gun on your head, what the fuck do you think is a joke?
Ah, crimi ', I emptied crates with my face covered
Empty everything, empty the load in the toilet
I started the new tour, the partner started it too
I give this scene of idiots I dissociate myself
Half of them are fake, half of them are fags
NPT one six six, cagoule with or without Covid, Covid
And they go grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros
They do grr, pow, pow, on your shit head
I leave a cell, I count thousands of euros, ah"