Текст и перевод песни Rocco Hunt feat. Clementino - Capocannonieri

Capocannonieri

Eeh, Rocco Hunt, Clementino, Fabio Musta
Capocannonieri (ah ah ah) oh una, almeno una

Fratellì, quasi quasi mo' m'appicc ij
T'aggj rat pur a cartìn, ma nun t'a cerc
Sto cercann almen e t'o fa capì
Fratellì, quasi quasi mo' m'appicc ij
T'aggj rat pur accendìn, ma nun t'a cerc
Sto cercann almen e t'o fa capì

Staij n'zriat, comm'è nun è fumat
Te passat annanz all'uocchj e purtropp a sul addurat
Chest è a dura legg e quand ric cicireo
Ma tu staij tropp fatt e nn t'arricuord e ric' ieo

Mo m stai implorann, quasi nun scinn a quoll
A rot sta chiammann p fa duj tir e' buon
Appicc n'ata fiamm frà, mic è perron
Già staije astmmann e t sbatt fort o cor

E trasut ind amicizj p mo mett a stu servizj
Fin e poc tiemp fà nun tniv mang o vizj
Mo e vnut cà, e pretiend e fa nu tir
Fratè vat fà nu gir

M'appicc n'atu blunt o gas ven ra l'Oland
Vien appar o pacchettin e pav vint eur nu gramm
Cca' nun stamm a Rotterdam
Fratè già te fleshat, tant ca è scagnat a liquirizj p'afghan

Fratellì, quasi quasi mo' m'appicc ij
T'aggj rat pur a cartìn, ma nun t'a cerc
Sto cercann almen e t'o fa capì
Fratellì, quasi quasi mo' m'appicc ij
T'aggj rat pur accendìn, ma nun t'a cerc
Sto cercann almen e t'o fa capì

Rint a chesta rim teng o pass ra torero
Rocco assiem a Iena fum o gas ind a bandier
Primm facc e tir segn e abball o bamboleiro
Tant re cannun ca so capocannonier

Cap a cap ca cann pigliann, ua' comm cazz s'arap
Campania caric o blunt e cagn contant
E mo sient c' resin e l'amnesia
Tu m'eccis co cis ra polinesia

N'ata scoss e weeda, ven a toss' e tir, chin e pil
Ramm nu greenskreen, faccj e moss annanz o vidj
E vot cremo comm a nu facchir, nun s po sntì
O juorn aropp scem e dorm manc foss o ghir

Fratellì simm mot, te crir (me saccj)
Piglj chiu' taxi ca nu Robert De Niro
E sti bastard nun c'a vonn fà fumà
P nu par e uruguajoley tu m faj arrestà

Fratellì, quasi quasi mo' m'appicc ij
T'aggj rat pur a cartìn, ma nun t'a cerc
Sto cercann almen e t'o fa capì
Fratellì, quasi quasi mo' m'appicc ij
T'aggj rat pur accendìn, ma nun t'a cerc
Sto cercann almen e t'o fa capì

Purple Haze, Lemon Haze, super skunk, Ice-o-lator
Afghan, Pakistan, comm e can, Dominator
E t'e vnut quasi a voglj e t'appiccià stu joint
Ij già stong a n'ata part a fa n'atu checkpoint

Fabio Musta po m ferm 'Rò nuj amma sunà'
Ij nun c'a faccj e dic 'No frà amma fumà'
E frat mij già so partut pa rot ro smog
E quann vann su in Oland nun c vann p Van Gogh

E chella vot ind o museo r'Anna Frank
Vummcast tutt e past p duj tir e Lemonskunk
Po me giurast, ca er l'ultima vot
Mo t faij e past, e smasciell pa vocc'

Appripar cartin, filtr e accendin
Mentr t'arap sta cim frà ca t crir e benzin
Sta robb t devast
E l'ultima parol ca me ritt è stat 'E' gas'

Fratellì, quasi quasi mo' m'appicc ij
T'aggj rat pur a cartìn, ma nun t'a cerc
Sto cercann almen e t'o fa capì
Fratellì, quasi quasi mo' m'appicc ij
T'aggj rat pur accendìn, ma nun t'a cerc
Sto cercann almen e t'o fa capì

Eh, e questo pezzo pe' tutti i capocannonieri
Ricordate ragazzi, fumatelo in comitiva, mai di nascosto
Rocco Hunt, Clementino, 'ngopp o beat e Fabio Musta, frà

Top Scorers

Eeh, Rocco Hunt, Clementino, Fabio Musta
Top scorers (ah ah ah) oh one, at least one

Bro, I'm almost about to light it up
I even found the rolling papers, but I'm not looking for them
I'm looking for at least one and I'm letting you know
Bro, I'm almost about to light it up
I even found the lighter, but I'm not looking for it
I'm looking for at least one and I'm letting you know

You're in trouble, like you haven't smoked
You passed in front of my eyes and unfortunately only smelled it
This is the hard law and when I say smoke weed
But you're too high and you don't remember and I remember

Now you're begging me, almost going down on your knees
The crew is calling to take two good hits
Light another flame, bro, I'm a rock
You're already asthmatic and your heart is beating hard

And you betray your friends to put me in this service
Not long ago, you didn't have this vice
Now you've come here and you pretend to take a hit
Bro, go take a walk

I light another blunt, the gas comes from Holland
The little package appears and I pay twenty euros a gram
We're not in Rotterdam here
Bro, you're already wasted, so much that the liquorice is changed for the Afghan

Bro, I'm almost about to light it up
I even found the rolling papers, but I'm not looking for them
I'm looking for at least one and I'm letting you know
Bro, I'm almost about to light it up
I even found the lighter, but I'm not looking for it
I'm looking for at least one and I'm letting you know

In this rhyme I hold the bullfighter's step
Rocco together with Iena smoke the gas in the flag
First I take a hit, make the sign and dance the bamboleiro
So many cannons that I'm the top scorer

Head to head, we take cannons, how the hell do we open?
Campania loads the blunt and counts the cash
And now you feel the resin and the amnesia
You kill me with this Polynesian thing

Another weed shake, comes the cough and the pull, full of hair
Give me a greenscreen, I do the moves in front of the video
And then I burn like a fakir, you can't hear
The next day, I'm stunned and I sleep without even a halo

Bro, we're silent, you believe me (I know)
You take more taxis than Robert De Niro
And these bastards don't want to let you smoke
For a couple of Uruguayan joints you get me arrested

Bro, I'm almost about to light it up
I even found the rolling papers, but I'm not looking for them
I'm looking for at least one and I'm letting you know
Bro, I'm almost about to light it up
I even found the lighter, but I'm not looking for it
I'm looking for at least one and I'm letting you know

Purple Haze, Lemon Haze, super skunk, Ice-o-lator
Afghan, Pakistan, like dogs, Dominator
And you almost wanted to light this joint
They are already busy somewhere else doing another checkpoint

Fabio Musta then stops me, 'Rocco, we have to play'
I don't do it and I say, 'No bro, we have to smoke'
And my brothers are already gone for the round of smog
And when they go up to Holland, they don't go for Van Gogh

And that time in the Anne Frank museum
We finished all the weed for two Lemonskunk hits
Then you swore to me that it was the last time
Now you're doing the weed and you're crushing it in your mouth'

Prepare papers, filter and lighter
While you open this peak, bro, that smells like gasoline
This stuff devastates you
And the last word you said to me was, 'It's gas'

Bro, I'm almost about to light it up
I even found the rolling papers, but I'm not looking for them
I'm looking for at least one and I'm letting you know
Bro, I'm almost about to light it up
I even found the lighter, but I'm not looking for it
I'm looking for at least one and I'm letting you know

Eh, and this piece is for all the top scorers
Remember guys, smoke it with friends, never secretly
Rocco Hunt, Clementino, on the beat and Fabio Musta, bro