FIFA AMERICA Gangsta Rap

FIFA America! Turn the lights up. Let's go. FIFA America. FIFA America. Turn the lights up. Let's go. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Big stage, bright lights. Whole world watching. Fast lane, no brakes. Championship locking. Cold nights, hard work. Now we run the city. Whole squad too lit. Everybody rocking with me. From the block with the stars, now we headline Arenas. Gold chains, team flames, Screaming out from the bleachers. Tunnel walk, game face, hear the crowd going crazy. One shot, one life, this the moment that made Me. FIFA America. Hands up, we dangerous. FIFA America. Whole squad, we famous. FIFA America. Big lights, no fear. FIFA America. Yeah, the champion is here. Yeah, yeah. Touchdown energy, stadium shaking. Whole team savage, no time for waiting. Fast whip outside, matte black drifting. Whole crowd jumping when the bassline hitting. New kings rising, everybody know it. Ice on the wrist and the whole squad glowing. World Cup nights, yeah, we live for the pressure. Heavyweight dreams, yeah, we chasing forever. One game, one life, one dream, We fight. FIFA America. Hands up, we dangerous. FIFA America. Whole squad, we famous. FIFA America. Big lights, no fear. FIFA America. Yeah, the champion is Here. Yeah. FIFA America.