Текст и перевод песни 99 Posse, Paolo Rossi & Caparezza - Giovanotto documenti (feat. Paolo Rossi, Caparezza)

Giovanotto documenti (feat. Paolo Rossi, Caparezza)

Damme 'o documento ca si no poi t'allamiente,
'O documento tu me l'ha da'
Songo songo d'a Digos
T'o voglio dicere t'o voglio canta'

è 2 ore che chiedi stu documento
Fai bene a non fidarti se ti dico:" mi piace il sudoku"...mento
I don't understand non intiendo
Rimaniamo freddi come quello di innuendo
Dammelo tu sto documento si
Prima che parta un colpo accidentale brandon lee
Così se sopravvivo giuro che poi vengo lì
Dopo aver firmato il documento di don king
Fate i draghi coi crani rasati tipo crillin
State sempre a caricare tipo film in streaming
Mi volete registrare in una scheda ci riuscirete
Solo diventando sound engineers
Oh shit shit è arrivata la police
Dice:"tagliati i capelli come ha fatto ludacris"
Conto fino a 10 20 30 41bis
E temo l'occhio nero come il chitarrista dei kiss
And now... 99 posseeeeee

Damme 'o documento ca si no poi t'allamiente,
'O documento tu me l'ha da'
Songo songo d'a Digos
T'o voglio dicere t'o voglio canta'

Pe lu fa' tre juorn'e fila all'ufficio comunale
Giuvino', ne 'a chi 'o vulite? s'e' scassato 'o terminale
Era nuovo che bellezza m'o vulevo incornicia'
Ma mo' nun passa juorno senza che l'aggia caccia'
Miette 'o pere fore 'e casa giovanotto documenti
Songo guardie le capito jamme oinì nun fa 'a samente
'O prefetto nun se ne fotte si se sciupa 'o documento
Si te inchiaveche 'a fedina 'o saje comm'o fai cuntento
Ma mo' basta 'e chesta storia mo' ce simmo rutt'o cazzo
Nun to rongo o'o documento pierde 'o suonno jesce pazzo
Nun to rongo
Nun to rongo
Nun to voglio rà

Siente 'o documento ca te piace o t'allamiente
'O documento nun to voglio da'
Me ne passa p'o cazzo da Digos
To voglio dicere to voglio canta'

Te ne fotte de' mazzate te ne fotte da galera
Ne mo' comm'a metto nomme jammo oinì nun è manera
Mo m'o chiavo in faccia 'o cazzo stu maronn'e tesserino
Si nun te posso manco chiu' caca' 'o cazzo ogni mattina
E allora a mia moglie ce cerco 'o documento
Chella me vo' bene, 'o caccia e i' so' chiu' cuntento
A mio figlio ce cerco 'o documento
Me guarda ' dint'a culla ride e nun capisce niente
Pure i' sulo me cerco 'o documento
Me caco sotto ije stesso e 'o caccio immediatamente
Pure i' sulo me cerco 'o documento
Chiamm'o terminale e me cuntrollo e precedenti

Siente 'o documento ca te piace o t'allamiente
'O documento nun to voglio da'
Me ne passa p'o cazzo da Digos
To voglio dicere to voglio canta'

Kid, your documents (feat. Paolo Rossi, Caparezza)

Give me your documents or else you'll regret it,
You're going to give me your documents
I'm from the Digos
I want to tell you, I want to sing you

You've been asking for this document for 2 hours
Right to not trust me if I tell you: "I like sudoku"...lie
I don't understand non intiendo
Let's stay cool like the one innuendo
Yes, give me this document now
Before an accidental shot like Brandon Lee
So if I survive I swear I'll come over there
After signing the Don King document
Be the dragons with shaved heads like Krillin
You're always loading like streaming movies
You want to register me on a card you will succeed
Only by becoming sound engineers
Oh shit shit here comes the police
Says: "Cut your hair like Ludacris did"
I count to 10 20 30 41bis
And I fear the black eye like the guitarist of KISS
And now... 99 posseeeeee

Give me your documents or else you'll regret it,
You're going to give me your documents
I'm from the Digos
I want to tell you, I want to sing you

For him to make three days in a row at the municipal office
Young man, who did you want it for? The terminal is broken
It was new, what a beauty, I wanted to frame it
But now not a day goes by without me having to show it
Put your feet outside the house, young man, documents
We're cops, do you understand, come on, don't act stupid
The prefect doesn't give a damn if the document is ruined
If you frame your rap sheet, you know how to make him happy
But now that's enough of this story, now we're all sick of it
I don't give you the document, you lose sleep, you go crazy
I don't give you
I don't give you
I don't want to give you

Listen to the document you like or you regret it
I don't want to give you the document
I don't give a damn about the Digos
I want to tell you I want to sing to you

You don't care about beatings, you don't care about prison
Nor how I put it, honey, come on, this is not the way
Now I'm going to nail this fucking ID card to my face
If I can't even poop shit anymore every morning
So then I ask my wife for the document
She loves me, she finds it and I'm more satisfied
I ask my son for the document
He looks at me in the cradle, laughs and understands nothing
I only look for the document alone
I shit under myself and immediately flush it
I only look for the document alone
I call the terminal and check my record

Listen to the document you like or you regret it
I don't want to give you the document
I don't give a damn about the Digos
I want to tell you I want to sing to you