Текст и перевод песни LOS SANTOS feat. Darkside777 - Trappin en el Vaticano

Trappin en el Vaticano

Trappin' en el Vaticano
Bautizando el Ferragamo
Custodiando el cielo en gramos
Ni buenos ni malo', loco, todos somos hermano'
Y es que Dios nos ha pedido matrimonio
¿Pero quién me dice a mí que él no es el demonio?
Yo hago una oración, por La Vendicion

Para que este año se venda mucho mejor
Y es que Dios nos ha pedido matrimonio
¿Pero quién me dice a mí que él no es el demonio?
Yo hago una oración, por La Vendicion
Para que este año se venda mucho mejor (Yung Beef)
World-world-world

Yo soy la nueva religión, me están rezando (Amén)
Con los True Religion, en el hood joseando (Exacto)
'Tan choteando, cabrón, estás pecando
En el nombre del Padre, el Hijo y el Espíritu Santo
Trappin' en el Vaticano, Gallardo y Galliano (Yeah)
Diseño caro, ma', es diseño italiano (Gucci!)

En la defensa, puta, tengo a Mascherano
Yo-yo-yo-yo siempre estoy a'lante, mi hermano
Con las Maison Margiela, quemando rueda
To'as mis puta' son mala', to'as mis prenda' son buena'
Gallardo y Galliano (Ahh-ehh-ahh)
Volando pa' Milano

Trappin' en el Vaticano
Bautizando el Ferragamo
Custodiando el cielo en gramos
Ni buenos ni malo', loco, todos somos hermano'
Y es que Dios nos ha pedido matrimonio
Pero quién me dice a mí que él no es el demonio?

Yo hago una oración por La Vendicion
Para que este año se venda mucho mejor
Y es que Dios nos ha pedido matrimonio
Pero quién me dice a mí que él no es el demonio?
Yo hago una oración por La Vendicion
Para que este año se venda mucho mejor
World-world-world

Beef bro, passami una cartina (Gang, gang)
Dark Gang Triplo Sette, alziamo soldi in cucina
(Trappando in cucina)
Lo faccio davvero, non è soltanto una rima
(Non è soltanto una rima)
Aspetta, ormai ci ascolta anche la Polizia (Fanculo la polizia)
Trappando dal Vaticano alla Sagrada Familia
A Barcellona con la Gang, o a Milano con la tua tipa (Con la tua troia)

Vuole sbottonare le due F sulla mia cinta (Fendi)
Tipa sudamericana la chiamo mamacita (Bolivia)
Il padre traffica cocaina, voglio entrare in famiglia (Contatto)
Fanculo tutti, amo la mia famiglia e basta! (La mia famiglia)
Ho mille troie, ma solo una ragazza (Solo una)
Mille nemici, ma nessuno mi ammazza (No, no, no)
E se mi cerchi, puoi trovarmi per strada (Sono in strada)
Fumando bueno, sto fumando la pasta (O.G Kush)
Mangiando bistecche, primo era solo pasta
Fashion Week, è una sfilata o con i goonies in piazza

Trappin' in the Vatican

Trappin' in the Vatican
Baptizing the Ferragamo
Guarding heaven in grams
Neither good nor bad, crazy, we are all brothers
And it is that God has asked us to marry him
But who tells me that he is not the devil?
I make a prayer, for The Blessing

So that this year it sells much better
And it is that God has asked us to marry him
But who tells me that he is not the devil?
I make a prayer, for The Blessing
So that this year it sells much better (Yung Beef)
World-world-world

I am the new religion, they are praying to me (Amen)
With the True Religion, hustling in the hood (Exactly)
'Tan choteando, cabrón, estás pecando
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit
Trappin' in the Vatican, Gallardo and Galliano (Yeah)
Expensive design, ma', it's Italian design (Gucci!)

On defense, bitch, I have Mascherano
Yo-yo-yo-yo I'm always ahead, my brother
With the Maison Margiela, burning wheels
All my bitches are bad, all my clothes are good
Gallardo and Galliano (Ahh-ehh-ahh)
Flying to Milan

Trappin' in the Vatican
Baptizing the Ferragamo
Guarding heaven in grams
Neither good nor bad, crazy, we are all brothers
And it is that God has asked us to marry him
But who tells me that he is not the devil?

I make a prayer for The Blessing
So that this year it sells much better
And it is that God has asked us to marry him
But who tells me that he is not the devil?
I make a prayer for The Blessing
So that this year it sells much better
World-world-world

Beef bro, pass me a paper (Gang, gang)
Dark Gang Triple Seven, we raise money in the kitchen
(Trappin' in the kitchen)
I really do it, it's not just a rhyme
(It's not just a rhyme)
Wait, now even the Police are listening to us (Fuck the police)
Trappin' from the Vatican to the Sagrada Familia
In Barcelona with the Gang, or in Milan with your girl (With your bitch)

She wants to unbutton the two F's on my belt (Fendi)
South American girl I call her mamacita (Bolivia)
Her father deals cocaine, I want to be in the family (Contact)
Fuck everyone, I love my family and that's it! (My family)
I have a thousand hoes, but only one girl (Only one)
A thousand enemies, but no one kills me (No, no, no)
And if you're looking for me, you can find me on the street (I'm on the street)
Smoking good, I'm smoking pasta (O.G Kush)
Eating steaks, first it was only pasta
Fashion Week, is it a fashion show or with the goonies in the square