Текст и перевод песни CO2 Baby feat. LISHOW & Boul - Droghe Tagliate

Droghe Tagliate

Se perde la partita, ha chiuso
In giacca e cravatta, acuto
Porta i kili in spalla, si ma dove?
Muto come un pesce, borbotta
Lo stomaco dalla fatica
Come se fosse la prima
A davanti il nome in rubrica
Mi ha scopato e poi è sparita

Faccio quello che farebbe Gesù Cristo ti benedico
Spruzzano panna montata finita dentro i palloncini
Bevono bottiglie intere di alcool si ma dalla retina
Impennano come gli aerei di linea qui siamo in decollo

Это LISHOW
Не лезь не в своё дело Сука если хочешь выжить
Дохуя ножей в спине но их уже не вынуть
Смотрю по сторонам ублюдки всюду меня палят
Я разобью лицо тому кто тронет мою стаю
И мне похуй на всё и мне похуй на всех
В пизду блять твоё мнение ебаный эксперт
Мы забираем все пожитки и кидаем molly
Бесчувственные твари мы всего добились сами
Bitch!

*risate
Si so' rotte le cuffiette porco...

Race in dark
Race in darkness
Silent weapon on back
Black light
Death fight
Blue blood
Blyat
Я беру катану и пронзаю тебе бошку
Тихое оружие, ничего не нужно больше
Все к чему я прикосаюсь умирает, даже собственное тело
Тварь! (Тварь, hey)
В этом мире я бог, трачу свой голд
Беру Глок глок и стреляю в упор
Размазанный мозг, окровавленный бонг
Затянуться еще, преисподнии мой дом, Hey!

Sulle panette i marchi
Senza SIAE, no Copyright
Siamo banditi in questa città
La peggioriamo, complimenti alla Raggi
Fotto oBike, dopo bye bye
Sarò Highlander con mortalità
Parlo al contrario come Satana
Io non mi vendo la verginità

Faccio quello che farebbe Gesù Cristo ti benedico
Spruzzano panna montata finita dentro i palloncini
Bevono bottiglie intere di alcool si ma dalla retina
Impennano come gli aerei di linea qui siamo in decollo

Cut Drugs

If he loses the game, he's done
In a suit and tie, sharp
Carries the kilos on his back, but where to?
Mute as a fish, he mumbles
Stomach churning from the effort
Like it's the first time
With an A before her name in the contacts
She screwed me and then disappeared

I do what Jesus Christ would do, bless you
They spray whipped cream, it ends up in the balloons
They drink whole bottles of alcohol, yeah, but from the eyeball
They take off like airliners, we're taking off here

This is LISHOW
Don't stick your nose in other people's business, bitch, if you want to survive
A lot of knives in my back, but they can't be pulled out anymore
I look around, bastards are watching me everywhere
I'll smash the face of anyone who touches my crew
And I don't give a fuck about anything, and I don't give a fuck about anyone
Fuck your opinion, fucking expert
We take all our belongings and throw down molly
Unfeeling creatures, we achieved everything ourselves
Bitch!

*laughter*
Yeah, my headphones are broken, fucking...

Race in dark
Race in darkness
Silent weapon on back
Black light
Death fight
Blue blood
Blyat
I take a katana and pierce your head
Silent weapon, nothing else is needed
Everything I touch dies, even my own body
Creature! (Creature, hey)
In this world, I'm a god, I spend my gold
I take Glock glock and shoot point-blank
Smashed brain, bloody bong
Take another hit, the underworld is my home, Hey!

Brands on the bricks
No SIAE, no Copyright
We are bandits in this city
We make it worse, congratulations to Raggi
I fuck oBike, then bye bye
I'll be Highlander with mortality
I speak backwards like Satan
I don't sell my virginity

I do what Jesus Christ would do, bless you
They spray whipped cream, it ends up in the balloons
They drink whole bottles of alcohol, yeah, but from the eyeball
They take off like airliners, we're taking off here