Текст и перевод песни Co'Sang - Nun Me Parla 'E Strada

Nun Me Parla 'E Strada

Ma sai parlà sul e reat e retat e 5 a matin??
Hogan interactive,a cagnam stu pakkettin...
Ma ke dic? Io agg subit a sti bukkin
Refus energie. Confus ki er i...
Di certo non l′MC cattivo che sta su ogni mensile
Nn e consider sferr sfior e tunsill nun si nuje
Tenimm e vas int e vasc, e kil e hash e i kalash...
Volgar e de classe... è prp nata galassia
E prp a te pruas,tro.a te pror sul? Nn ce pruva
A band trase int a bank senz bandan
O maresciall int a mansard senz o mandat
Mentr io regn o bikkier a ki è chiu viecch...
Si nun so bollicine e ferrari magari è campari e gin
Me par ke a cumpagna toje se fa parikki gir,
Se fa metter incint pe nu par e ricchin
Va vicin e vir ke è comm ric io.
Crudo più di un film, un Rotewailer che squarta un Pit
Il cane che scatta al click per l'infame che fa scappare il biz
L′invidia fa schiattare, metto tante collane perché mi piace sferragliare
Due canne d'erba e non fanno una di charas buona
Due donne insieme e non fanno una vera donna
Al Nokia parla pulito, rumori nei transistors
Agenti atmosferici che interferiscono
Sbirri con più gadget dell'Ispettore Gadget
Legano un gaggio che fa più basi di Joe di Maggio
Un altro striscia la carta: colpo gobbo!
Lei gobba su un colpo grosso come la striscia di Gaza
Dopo una lecca di C, lui fa cilecca: strisciatene a casa!
Lei trova un altro che la diverta e la strada è questa
Sopravvivenza e mentalità Gescal
Faccio si si con la testa.
Bell veng e to veng... nn me parla e strad
Berett all′inguine, e ramm na cinquin estratt
Si estrane ai fatti, e clan rànno e sfratti
- "Callate!!!! "- Ma ch ha itt kist?
Nn o sacc però sòn nfame
E criatur nost a scol disegnan alber e pistol e
Sott all′alber e pistol disertn e scol e
E che guaglion int e local semp a coppie
Che curtiell sott l'assorbent
Bypassamm a sicurezz
Tu vuò arraggiuna cu mme?
E sapè e lame sott e scell
Spar int o o per,rà o colp int o mar ross
Tu Te fatt nu mes e galer pe na panett e fumm
Ma qnd si asciut si diventat guaglion e chies
Nun veng ra capital finanziaria io ma ra capital
Re funeral che capital filtrat
Cu poki sord e tant fras
Tagliam e scell ke iesc
Tras o doppio e che sord
Accattamm e case
E vuje v′accurtellat ke matit
Che facc nn convint Int e video purtropp è democrazia
Aropp ki mor pe me tutt quant co rap e miez a via
Fratè te chied nu piacer nun me parlà e strad...

Don't Talk to Me About the Streets

Do you even know how to talk about crime and raids at 5 in the morning??
Hogan Interactive, wrapping up this little package...
What are you saying? I've suffered at the hands of these cops
Refused energy. Confused about who I am...
Certainly not the bad MC you see in every magazine
Don't consider scratches, grazed tonsils, you're not us
We've got vases in vases, kilos of hash and Kalashnikovs...
Vulgar and classy... a galaxy was just born
And it's trying to test you, baby, trying to test you on your own? Don't even try
The gang enters the bank without bandanas
The marshall in the attic without a warrant
While I raise a glass to whoever's older...
If it's not champagne and Ferraris, maybe it's Campari and gin
Seems like your girlfriend is making the rounds,
Getting knocked up for a couple of rich guys
Come closer and see how rich I am.
Raw like a movie, a Rottweiler tearing apart a Pitbull
The dog that snaps at the click for the snitch who makes the deal disappear
Envy makes them burst, I wear so many chains because I like to rattle
Two joints of weed don't make good hash
Two women together don't make a real woman
Speak clearly on the Nokia, noise in the transistors
Atmospheric agents interfering
Cops with more gadgets than Inspector Gadget
They arrest a guy who makes more beats than Joe Di Maggio
Another one swipes the card: crooked move!
She bends over for a hit as big as the Gaza Strip
After a lick of C, he fails: crawl back home!
She finds another one who amuses her and that's the way it goes
Survival and Gescal mentality
I'm nodding my head yes yes.
Beautiful come and go... don't talk to me about the streets
Beretta at the groin, and the copper with a drawn fifty
If you're a stranger to the facts, the clans will evict you
- "Shut up!!!!" - What's wrong with this guy?
I don't know, but they sound infamous
And our kids at school draw trees and guns and
Under the trees and guns they desert school and
And those kids in the clubs always in pairs
With knives under the absorbent
We bypass security
You want to reason with me?
And you know the blades under the saddles
Shoot in the open, make a hit in the Red Sea
You did a month in the slammer for a bit of smoke
But when you got out you became a church boy
I don't come from the financial capital, but from the capital
Of funerals, that filtered capital
With little money and lots of talk
We cut the saddles, they come out
Pass the double and that money
We buy houses
And you guys stab each other with pencils
What I do doesn't convince In the videos unfortunately it's democracy
After those who die for me, everyone with rap in the middle of the street
Brother, do me a favor, don't talk to me about the streets...