Текст и перевод песни Peppe Soks - Malamala

Malamala

Teng nu mezz ch sfrecc e a machin parchiggiat
E fatt e sold po rap senz ca v'attiggiat
Teng na squadra fa paur par a band' ra magliana
Mercedes ultim tip n'accatt machin usat
Sti guaglion so usat i vogl l'urdem tip
Tene o cul ch parl dice vien indo vic'
Sti rapper so fake tien e sold ind e video
Ma ea restituì t cos quann a scen' è finit
Fra stu mezz è nu tren par nu frecciaross
Ristorant costos c'assettamm che boss
Sacc' a gent pesant ma nun o dic ind e piezz
E si fann' na retata po a chi cant' o fann a piezz
Stamm ind o rion che è succies nun me sent propri buon
E guagliun che tute e tutt e squadre e pallon'
E ciruzz a piccolin vulev' fa o calciotore
Mo sta ca pistola man però nun fa o cacciatore
Fann e buc' pe cuoll pe 100 euro o pe na puta
Teng e pacch e sold sto pensann e me ne i a cuba
Tutt sti guagliun ca vann fore pa coca
O cerviell piglia fuoc' si comm a na molotova
Codein' e soda no no nun cio bevimm
Sta guagliona è soda dice ca ce cunuscimm'
Si so tarantelle tutt insiem ce ne ascimm
Chell ca facc io tu o vire sul dint e film
Mala mala malavit
Mala mala malavit
Ma qua mala malandrì
Mala mala
Chille vo fa a malavit' a vi ta mala
Chille vo fa a malavì a ma la vì
Chille vo fa a malavit' a vi ta mala
Chille vo fa a malavì a ma la vì
Dice ca si e miezz a vì ma o padre tene e din dì
Stong insiem e frate mi pe me so pront a murì
Speng' e sold comm a chi fa è marchette pe campà
Fann e mbruogl o lat e cà coerenza e mentalità
Tengo o contatto buon' sicilia calabria e puglia
E creature pe natale ca vonn' nu tirapugn
Vonn o mezz appriparat nun pensene e signurin
Sanna piglia o quartiere so scugnizz a piccolin
Nooo nun m'abbast
Insiem a sti guagliun rest sott a sti palazz
Brooo nun si pazz
Si nu scem ca pazzea pa malavita ma mo bast
Sto pe capoclan ca te fann scorre o sang
Nun pazzià pa band nun è na squadra è na paranz
Pe chi fa e reat ossaje ca nun esiste l'ansij
Pecche anna fa e sold senò nun se regne a panz
Mala mala malavit
Mala mala malavit
Ma qua mala malandrì
Mala mala
Chille vo fa a malavit' a vi ta mala
Chille vo fa a malavì a ma la vì
Chille vo fa a malavit' a vi ta mala
Chille vo fa a malavì a ma la vi

Malamala

I have a Mercedes, latest model, not a used car, parked outside
I made my money, now I rap without you noticing
I have a crew that scares even the Magliana gang
Mercedes, latest model, I bought a new car
These guys are used, I want the latest model
You have a talking ass, saying "come closer"
These rappers are fake, they have money only in videos
But they have to return everything when the scene is over
Among these cars, mine is a train compared to a high-speed train
Expensive restaurants, we sit like bosses
I know important people, but I don't say it in the songs
And if they do a raid, they'll make the singer pay
We're in the neighborhood where it's dirty, I don't feel good
Kids that steal everything, and teams and balls
The little ones wanted to be soccer players
Now they have a gun in their hand but they're not hunters
They make holes in your neck for 100 euros or for a whore
I have stacks of money, I'm thinking of going to Cuba
All these guys who go abroad for cocaine
Their brain catches fire like a Molotov cocktail
Codeine and soda, no no, we don't drink that
This girl is hot, she says she knows us
If they're tarantellas, we'll all climb on them together
What I do, you only see in movies
Bad bad bad girl
Bad bad bad girl
But here it's bad bad boy
Bad bad
Those who want to play the bad girl, you look bad
Those who want to play the bad boy, I see it
Those who want to play the bad girl, you look bad
Those who want to play the bad boy, I see it
You say you're from the streets, but your father has money
I'm with my brothers, they're ready to die for me
I spend money like those who do street markets to survive
They make a mess at home, coherence and mentality
I have good contacts, Sicily, Calabria and Puglia
And kids for Christmas who want brass knuckles
They want the prepared car, they don't think like ladies
They know how to take the neighborhood, they're street kids since they were young
Nooo, it's not enough for me
With these guys, I stay under these buildings
Brooo, you're not crazy
You're a fool who went crazy for the underworld, but now it's enough
I'm with the bosses who make your blood run cold
Don't mess around with the gang, it's not a team, it's a family
For those who commit crimes, I hope there's no anxiety
Because they have to make money, otherwise they can't fill their bellies
Bad bad bad girl
Bad bad bad girl
But here it's bad bad boy
Bad bad
Those who want to play the bad girl, you look bad
Those who want to play the bad boy, I see it
Those who want to play the bad girl, you look bad
Those who want to play the bad boy, I see it