Original lyrics

EN

All you mobsters (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh) (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh) Listen up We got 16, 24, 48 years Put your hands up in the air and say: Cheers! We got girls on call, 24 in the seven Got guns and cocoa, feels better than heaven I'm just a sweet-talking, blow-sniffin', certified player Quit talking shit, son, 'cause I'm not in danger (I am the danger) 'Cause I am the danger (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) 'Cause I am the danger (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Please quit talking shit, son, 'cause I'm not in danger All you mobsters (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh) (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh) All you mobsters (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh) (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh) Listen up Got a big-ass crib out in the sea A lot of gold, champagne, and Hennessy My money talk loud, yours barely speaks Came from the dirt, now we own these streets I'm just a sweet-talking, blow-sniffin', certified player Quit talking shit, son, 'cause I'm not in danger 'Cause I am the danger (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) 'Cause I am the danger (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) The kingpin on the floor talk no more Whoa, the kingpin on the floor speak no more Oh, the kingpin on the floor talk no more Simon says: Raise the bar The kingpin on the floor speak no more Simon says: I like it raw Kingpin on the floor talk no more (danger) (Whoa) simon says: Raise the bar (whoa) Kingpin on the floor speak no more (danger) (Whoa) simon says: I like it raw (whoa) Sweet-talking, blow-sniffin', certified player Quit talking shit, son, 'cause I'm not in danger All you mobsters