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Sto chiuso in curva con gente che si curta
Merci nei paraurti, faccio brutto da Suburra
Coperti tipo burqa, cuciti dalla bocca
Con i tocchi nella giacca, con i ferri da Gomorra
Mio frero con il pater ergastolano
Barona San Siro
Dietro c'ho tutta Milano
Soldi e coca n.
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