Текст и перевод песни Chystemc feat. DJ Transe - Saaae (feat. DJ Transe)

Saaae (feat. DJ Transe)

Pitéate un sopaipa
Hoy voy a entrar pal night club a cortar tu peinado callampa
Y no pongai más la palma en la barba
Si la realidad es que no pensai naah

Te mandaría a matar right now
Siente la metralla vía line out
Rapper high class, sonai mal
Ni con line array salvai

Bye bye Maaaapkn!
Ya llegó el number one, ná weon
Ni aunque apague el calefont
Se enfriará este sample calentón
No es pa que baile charleston
Es pa que aprendan de flow

Estoy sin money
Si sube la bencina
Sufro yo y el techimovil
Voy a oír por hobbie
A los Rolling Stones ¿Y vóh Phil Collins?

Me dormí curao gritando ¡fuck police!
Y amanecí drogao mirando Trainspotting
No sé ni cagando que caldo dí
Pero siempre me salvo a lo Chuck Norris

A la chilena suena esta escuela
Que hará que se te suelten muelas
Espera déjame a capela
Rapeo hace más de 14 años y todavía me siento nueva escuela

Saaae!

Que no te guste mi rap nunca me importó
Siempre he sabido de que existen los sordos
Me coloco los fonos, presiono el botón rojo
Y arrojo a mi antojo homeruns por hobby

You don't know me
Aún no logro dormir
Por mis formidables ganas de continuar
Y gritar mision complete!

La música es para amarla
No puedo ver películas tranquilo sin pensar en samplearlas
La tarde es larga, como pa' grabar más
Y siempre termino por desaprovecharla.

Estamos de acuerdo el ropero no hace al rapero
Pero no por eso te vay a vestir como motoquero
Aunque soy como Coco Legrand, sí hiciera un poco de rap
¡Nos tocó alegrar con clase!

Saaae!

Saaae (feat. DJ Transe)

Eat a sopaipa
Tonight I'm going to come into the night club to cut your horrible hairstyle
And don't put your hand on your beard anymore
Because the reality is you don't think about anything

I'd get you killed right now
Feel the bullets through the line out
High class rapper, you sound bad
You can't be saved even with a line array

Bye bye, Mapkn!
The number one has arrived, you loser
Not even if I turn off the heater
This hot sample will cool down
It's not to dance the Charleston
It's to teach you about flow.

I have no money
If gasoline goes up
I'll suffer with the techimovil
I'll listen for a hobby
To the Rolling Stones. What about you, Phil Collins?

I fell asleep drunk shouting, "Fuck the police!"
And I woke up high watching Trainspotting
I don't know what the hell I'm doing
But I always save myself like Chuck Norris

This school sounds awesome
It'll make your teeth fall out
Wait, let me do it a cappella
I've been rapping for over 14 years, and I still feel like a new school

Saaae!

It's okay if you don't like my rap
I've known for a long time that there are deaf people
I put on my headphones, press the red button
And I hit homeruns for fun

You don't know me
I still don't get to sleep
Because of my overwhelming desire to continue
And shout, "Mission complete!"

Music is to be loved
I can't watch movies without thinking about sampling them
The afternoon is long, enough to record more
And I always end up wasting it.

We agree that the clothes don't make the rapper
But that's no reason to dress like a biker
Even though I'm like Coco Legrand,
If he were to rap, it would be, "Let's have fun with class!"

Saaae!