Paroles et traduction Rocco Hunt feat. Clementino - Ce magnamm

Ce magnamm

A genta nostr pommp o piezz ignorant
Staser accusn e fluss re fuoriclass
La radio passa clementino e rocco hunt
E nelle macchine gridano (ce magnamm)

Ti puoi sedere, lo spettacolo è serio
Vieni a vedere come sfondo lo stereo
La radio passa clementino e rocco hunt
E nelle macchine gridano (ce magnamm)

P primma cos o rap
Seconda cos o gas
I m rilass sultant che piezz e Das
C manc poc e pò fratè tu vir ca collass
Pkkè l'hip hop è na frev kà nu m pass

A genta nostr o sap buon chell cà cercamm
C stamm ngopp o parc alluccn ca ce magnamm
Già co wuaglion ca joc o pallon tien a ment
S sent a rocco e clement primm e l'allenament
E o facchin ca fatic rint o magazzin
Primm i nu cappuccin già sà pumpat tutt o vient ra napl a saliern

Campania è na leggend
E a maggior part ro rap italian nu ten slang
On The Mic tu il personaggio tu c curagg fu ferro da giù alto voltaggio bum ngopp o live
Sfunn ti incoragg' tutt stu viagg i don't cry ma aro staj fumt stu dragon fly

T mbenn mbacc cò mezz
Tnev o liberty chiù grezz
To scriv int e piezz sound cà nu può capì
Ammont lyric e gas, vir t scass, svit e vampir confin co funk passn e fuoriclass

A genta nostr pommp o piezz ignorant
Staser accusn e fluss re fuoriclass
La radio passa clementino e rocco hunt
E nelle macchine gridano (ce magnamm)

Ti puoi sedere, lo spettacolo è serio
Vieni a vedere come sfondo lo stereo
La radio passa clementino e rocco hunt
E nelle macchine gridano (ce magnamm)

P primma cos o rap
Seconda cos o gas
I m rilass sultant che piezz e Das
C manc poc e pò fratè tu vir ca collass
Pkkè l'hip hop è na frev kà nu m pass

O mij è pur o tuoij, o ben ciò spartimm
Pkkè simm nata storij e cumm storij cià vvimm
Nuij nu tnimm nient ma ndà nient c'arricchimm
Nu vec l'or e m cuntà tutt e butteglij ca bvimm
Quantà concert assiem ammu sunat pur a per
Ammu pers mill tren stev o sol, pur a nev

Quand so stat mal, taggiù truvat affianc
Ammù fumat a stessa spray e condivis o stess palc
Ringrazio te c ma picciat arint o gate
Comm a eduard frà chest so sul canzonett
Rocchino è o nasin ra, zona orientale
Mò c pompn int e macchin e c vonn int e local

Ma so semp vecchio stamp, e pier stann nderr
Contn e cavall a luong e no chi e cartucc e spenn
Taglij a mostr addò barbier, top ro quartier
Uocchij nguoll a ser, teng e Jordan a mstier

A genta nostr pommp o piezz ignorant
Staser accusn e fluss re fuoriclass
La radio passa clementino e rocco hunt
E nelle macchine gridano (ce magnamm)

Ti puoi sedere, lo spettacolo è serio
Vieni a vedere come sfondo lo stereo
La radio passa clementino e rocco hunt
E nelle macchine gridano (ce magnamm)

P primma cos o rap
Seconda cos o gas
I m rilass sultant che piezz e Das
C manc poc e pò fratè tu vir ca collass
Pkkè l'hip hop è na frev kà nu m pass

Vuless essr allegr son pino daniel
Fratè me fatt rir, comm a gino bramier
A music c ajut o mostr è l'unic
E si riest mut e giudic a ret a nu scud
Frà nu si nisciun

A nott nu port cunsiglij, anzi m'abboff e pnzier
Fantasm k girn, piglij na birr e le mettr rint o bicchier
A nott è long, e è gin. s'addorm, o mal aret comm foss l'ombr
È sul andata, nun c stà ritorn o stai cu nuij oppur c stai contr

Martella il meridione, e senti qui le voci
Intorno è un mondo che non c'è come, ciff e soci
A pont chiu alt ra nazion pompa cass e gass
Sient cumm gir o bass, scass e zomp o fil a mass

L'or nguoll simbl e riscatt
Ma cantammk p chi nun cià fatt
Rest loc, ij nu voglij part, a storij e sta gent chi a cant
Rocco hunt rint a l'impiant appicc o blunt e fatt o viagg
Troppi luc e poc artist, l'europ sta annanz e vint ann

A genta nostr pommp o piezz ignorant
Staser accusn e fluss re fuoriclass
La radio passa clementino e rocco hunt
E nelle macchine gridano (ce magnamm)

Ti puoi sedere, lo spettacolo è serio
Vieni a vedere come sfondo lo stereo
La radio passa clementino e rocco hunt
E nelle macchine gridano (ce magnamm)

We're Eating It Up

Our people pump the ignorant track
Tonight, accusations and flows of champions
The radio plays Clementino and Rocco Hunt
And in the cars they shout (we're eating it up)

You can sit down, the show is serious
Come and see the stereo as a background
The radio plays Clementino and Rocco Hunt
And in the cars they shout (we're eating it up)

First thing's first, rap
Second thing, the gas
I only relax with these Das EFX tracks
It's almost there, bro, you'll see it'll collapse
Because hip hop is a fever that won't pass

Our people know well what we're looking for
We're on top of the park watching what we're eating up
Already with the kids playing ball, keep in mind
They listen to Rocco and Clement before training
And the porter working hard in the warehouse
Before even a cappuccino, he's already pumped up the whole wind from Naples to Salerno

Campania is a legend
And most of Italian rap has no slang
On the mic, you, the character, you with the courage of iron, from down below high voltage boom on the live
Exploding, I encourage you, all this journey, I don't cry but now stay smoked this dragonfly

You got in the car with me
You had the rawest Liberty
You write sounds in the tracks that you can't understand
Lots of lyrics and gas, you'll see, it breaks, unscrews, vampires bordering on funk, passing champions

Our people pump the ignorant track
Tonight, accusations and flows of champions
The radio plays Clementino and Rocco Hunt
And in the cars they shout (we're eating it up)

You can sit down, the show is serious
Come and see the stereo as a background
The radio plays Clementino and Rocco Hunt
And in the cars they shout (we're eating it up)

First thing's first, rap
Second thing, the gas
I only relax with these Das EFX tracks
It's almost there, bro, you'll see it'll collapse
Because hip hop is a fever that won't pass

Mine is also yours, the good we share
Because we were born stories and as stories we live
We don't have anything but with nothing we enrich ourselves
I don't look at the time and I count all the bottles we drink
How many concerts together we played even for free
We missed a thousand trains, whether sun or snow

When I was sick, I always found you by my side
We smoked the same spray and shared the same stage
I thank you for making me grow up inside the ghetto
Like Eduardo, brother, these are only songs
Rocchino is the nose of the eastern zone
Now they pump me in the cars and want me in the clubs

But I'm still old school, and my feet are on the ground
Counting horses in the long run, not who has cartridges and spends
Cut to show where the barber, top of the neighborhood
Eyes up at night, I need the Jordans

Our people pump the ignorant track
Tonight, accusations and flows of champions
The radio plays Clementino and Rocco Hunt
And in the cars they shout (we're eating it up)

You can sit down, the show is serious
Come and see the stereo as a background
The radio plays Clementino and Rocco Hunt
And in the cars they shout (we're eating it up)

First thing's first, rap
Second thing, the gas
I only relax with these Das EFX tracks
It's almost there, bro, you'll see it'll collapse
Because hip hop is a fever that won't pass

I want to be happy, I'm Pino Daniele
Brother made me laugh, like Gino Bramieri
Music helps us to show it's the only one
And if you stay silent and judge, go right to a Scud
Bro, you are nobody

At night, I don't bring advice, on the contrary, I'm stuffed with thoughts
Fantasies that spin, I grab a beer and put it in the glass
The night is long, and it's already here, you fall asleep, the evil behind like a shadow
It's a one-way street, there's no return, either you're with us or you're against us

Hammer the south, and hear the voices here
Around is a world that doesn't exist like, ciff and associates
At the highest point of the nation, it pumps cases and gas
Feel how the bass spins, breaks, and jumps the wire to the masses

Time up here is a symbol of redemption
But we sing for those who haven't done it
Stay there, I don't want part, the story of these people who sing it
Rocco Hunt inside the plant lights up the blunt and takes the trip
Too many lights and few artists, Europe is twenty years ahead

Our people pump the ignorant track
Tonight, accusations and flows of champions
The radio plays Clementino and Rocco Hunt
And in the cars they shout (we're eating it up)

You can sit down, the show is serious
Come and see the stereo as a background
The radio plays Clementino and Rocco Hunt
And in the cars they shout (we're eating it up)