Paroles et traduction El Micha feat. Cosculluela & Gue Pequeno - Bam Bam

Bam Bam

Ragga, ragga
Esto es como ragga, muffin, pero sin pelo
Cabrones, no es lo mismo, tú llámarlo que verlo
Jamaica, nos fumamo′ checa
Y andamos con la (brrr) dentro de la discoteca

3.80 con lazer, cuarenta con el Miky
Me dicen Ricky Roycé, roceo como Ricky
Combo clave, como ven lo que tú das
Cuando me veas con el negro montao' en el Cadillac

Y esto es un fuletazo
Dos fuletazo′
Tres por si las moscas
Y cuatro por si acaso

En el brazo, la roleta, la glopeta
Tu nombre como Jim Maker en todas las balas huecas
Me dicen hollow point, donde apunto les hundo
Primero hace click clack y después es que pregunto

¿Los tuyos o los míos?
Los míos aborrecidos
No aguantan el calentón, pero agárrate de este frío, brr

Uno, due, tre, quattro, cinque
Vengo dall'Italia, dove la gente delinque
Quattro, cinque, sei, sette, otto
Cuba e Porto Rico, corri quando senti il botto

Pa-pa-ta-ta
Pa-pa-ta-ta
Pa-pa-ta-ta
I'm gonna chase you
Chase you (GUE)

Lei mi dice: "Oh my God, baby, you look so gangster"
La scopo, lei lo dice a tutto il suo quartiere
Italiano, ma lei dice che sembro albanese
S, L, in tuta LS, in pace
Tengo un AK sotto la cappa Versace
La mafia in tuta Robe di Kappa le piace
Che sono portato per le lingue
Perché questi soldi ne parlano anche cinque
Guardo l′Audemars Piguet
A ore tre due cavalle
A ore sei la gente mia mi guarda le spalle
A ore nove tu che mi odi, sempre attorno
Fai un Ave Maria per arrivare a mezzogiorno
Me ne fotto se mi ami
Ho una catena cubana e una cubana, Miami
Cinta nera, Miyagi
′Sto flow, 44 KO come Mike
Non lo dico io, cabrón, l'ha detto Spotify

Uno, due, tre, quattro, cinque
Vengo dall′Italia, dove la gente delinque
Quattro, cinque, sei, sette, otto
Cuba e Porto Rico, corri quando senti il botto

Pa-pa-ta-ta
Pa-pa-ta-ta
Pa-pa-ta-ta
I'm gonna chase you
Chase you

Bro, lo que tú quería se acabó
Y lo que quedaba, el negro se lo llevó
Soy yo, el de la 28 coño corto
Que ando lleno de humo, que fumo y no me soporto

Sin licencia por tu acción pero la aporto
Llego al party con el Coscu′ y no me comporto
El problema es que la fiesta es tuya y los dueños somos nosotros
Y pórtate bien, sino te lleva el de la moto

Siente uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco
Esto no lleva balas, mato con un flow distinto
Yo sigo todos los días lindo, hasta los domingos
En tu cara fumo y en tu cara brindo
Que si no sabes planchar brother, aprende a coser

Siempre va a ser así, de otra forma no puede ser
Que en la escuela de la calle es donde los hombres se hacen
Esto no se aprende, con esto se nace

Uno, due, tre, quattro, cinque
Vengo dall'Italia, dove la gente delinque
Quattro, cinque, sei, sette, otto
Cuba e Porto Rico, corri quando senti il botto

Pa-pa-ta-ta
Pa-pa-ta-ta
Pa-pa-ta-ta

Bam Bam

Ragga, ragga
This is like ragga, muffin, but without hair
Bastards, it's not the same to call it than to see it
Jamaica, we smoke Czech
And we walk with the (brrr) inside the disco

3.80 with laser, forty with Miky
They call me Ricky Roycé, I sprinkle like Ricky
Key combo, as you see what you give
When you see me with the black man mounted on the Cadillac

And this is a blast
Two blasts
Three just in case
And four just in case

On the arm, the roulette, the glopeta
Your name like Jim Maker on all hollow point bullets
They call me hollow point, where I aim, I sink them
First it clicks clack and then I ask

Yours or mine?
Mine are bored
They can't stand the heat, but hold on to this cold, brr

One, due, tre, quattro, cinque
I come from Italy, where people commit crimes
Quattro, cinque, sei, sette, otto
Cuba and Puerto Rico, run when you hear the bang

Pa-pa-ta-ta
Pa-pa-ta-ta
Pa-pa-ta-ta
I'm gonna chase you
Chase you (GUE)

She tells me: "Oh my God, baby, you look so gangster"
I fuck her, she tells the whole neighborhood
Italian, but she says I look Albanian
S, L, in tuta LS, in peace
I have an AK under the Versace hood
The mafia in Robe di Kappa suits she likes
That I'm good with languages
Because this money speaks five
I look at the Audemars Piguet
At three o'clock two horses
At six o'clock my people watch my back
At nine o'clock you who hate me, always around
Say a Hail Mary to make it to noon
I don't give a damn if you love me
I have a Cuban chain and a Cuban, Miami
Black belt, Miyagi
This flow, 44 KO like Mike
I'm not saying it, cabrón, Spotify said it

Uno, due, tre, quattro, cinque
I come from Italy, where people commit crimes
Quattro, cinque, sei, sette, otto
Cuba and Puerto Rico, run when you hear the bang

Pa-pa-ta-ta
Pa-pa-ta-ta
Pa-pa-ta-ta
I'm gonna chase you
Chase you

Bro, what you wanted is over
And what was left, the black man took it
It's me, the one with the 28 short barrel
That I walk full of smoke, that I smoke and I can't stand myself

Unlicensed by your action but I provide it
I arrive at the party with Coscu' and I don't behave
The problem is that the party is yours and we are the owners
And behave yourself, if not the one with the motorcycle will take you

Feel one, two, three, four, five
This doesn't carry bullets, I kill with a different flow
I continue every day beautiful, even on Sundays
I smoke in your face and toast in your face
That if you don't know how to iron brother, learn to sew

It's always going to be like this, it can't be any other way
That in the school of the street is where men are made
This is not learned, you are born with it

Uno, due, tre, quattro, cinque
I come from Italy, where people commit crimes
Quattro, cinque, sei, sette, otto
Cuba and Puerto Rico, run when you hear the bang

Pa-pa-ta-ta
Pa-pa-ta-ta
Pa-pa-ta-ta