666Gap - Fabri Fibra , Quentin40 traduction en anglais

666Gap

Non avrò mai altro me (Que')
Santa fame non infa' (fa')
Sia santifica' la fe' (fe')
L'occhio guarda la metà
Sei, sei, sei il mio giro a pie'
Sei, sei, sei nel giro a pie'
Sei, sei, sei il mio giro a pie'
(Sei, sei, sei nel giro a pie')
Sia santifica' lo slang
4-0 Ru' Sosa

Lei santifica' la fre'
Slango, basta la metà
No suicida, solo tro'
A male come la dro'
Più diciotto, lei mi chia'
Più diciotto la minchia
N1, solo slang
Fotto, fumo la giorna'
Sei, sei, sei il mio giro a pie'
Sei, sei, sei nel giro a pie'
Sei, sei, sei, mi giro a pie'
Sei, sei, sei, mi giro a pie'
Sai, sei, sei il mio giro a pie'
Sei, sei, sei nel giro a pie'
Sei, sei, sei mi giro a pie'
Ah 4-0 Ru' Sosa

Dove ho messo la colla'? (boh)
Dai, non fare la putta' (oh)
Fumo solo marijua' (oh)
Tu chiedi la carità (oh)
Fibra con Quentin40
Faccio la strofa che manca (eccola)
Tutta l'Italia che trappa
Frate', è il lavoro che salta
Pensano che sei andato (dove sei?)
Se non posti una foto ogni tanto
Vanno bene anche quelle nel bagno
È difficile rompere il ghiaccio (è difficile)
Ma il telefono è sempre più caldo

Lei santifica' la fre'
Slango, basta la metà
No suicida, solo tro'
A male come la dro'
Più diciotto, lei mi chia'
Più diciotto la minchia
N1, solo slang
Fotto, fumo la giorna'
Sei, sei, sei il mio giro a pie'
Sei, sei, sei nel giro a pie'
Sei, sei, sei, mi giro a pie'
Sei, sei, sei, mi giro a pie'
Sai, sei, sei il mio giro a pie'
Sei, sei, sei nel giro a pie'
Sei, sei, sei mi giro a pie'
4-0 Ru' Sosa

666Gap

I will never have another me (you, dear)
Blessed hunger don't be like that
May faith be sanctified
The eye watches the better half
You are, you are, you are my journey on foot
You are, you are, you are on the journey on foot
You are, you are, you are my journey on foot
(You are, you are, you are on the journey on foot)
May slang be sanctified
4-0 Ru' Sosa

She sanctifies the freshness
Slang, half of it is enough
No suicide, just too much
To something bad like drugs
Over eighteen, she calls me
Over eighteen, the prick
N1, just slang
Fuck, I smoke the weed
You are, you are, you are my journey on foot
You are, you are, you are on the journey on foot
You are, you are, you are, my journey on foot
You are, you are, you are, my journey on foot
You know, you are, you are my journey on foot
You are, you are, you are on the journey on foot
You are, you are, you are my journey on foot
Ah 4-0 Ru' Sosa

Where did I put the glue? (I don't know)
Come on, don't be a whore (oh)
I only smoke marijuana (oh)
You ask for charity (oh)
Fibra with Quentin40
I write the verse that's missing (here it is)
All of Italy that traps
Brother, it's the job that jumps
They think you're gone (where are you?)
If you don't post a picture every now and then
Even those in the bathroom are fine
It's hard to break the ice (it's hard)
But the phone is always getting warmer

She sanctifies the freshness
Slang, half of it is enough
No suicide, just too much
To something bad like drugs
Over eighteen, she calls me
Over eighteen, the prick
N1, just slang
Fuck, I smoke the weed
You are, you are, you are my journey on foot
You are, you are, you are on the journey on foot
You are, you are, you are, my journey on foot
You are, you are, you are, my journey on foot
You know, you are, you are my journey on foot
You are, you are, you are on the journey on foot
You are, you are, you are my journey on foot
4-0 Ru' Sosa