Текст и перевод песни Tony Effe feat. Geolier - Colpevole RMX (feat. Geolier)

Colpevole RMX (feat. Geolier)

Guilty RMX (feat. Geolier)

Prima solo reati no-stop

Formerly, only nonstop crimes

Ora nuova lifestyle, big Glock

Now new lifestyle, big Glock

Big racks, no sleep, sfilate, I love you

Big racks, no sleep, fashion shows, I love you

Moda, droga, impicci mai più

Fashion, drugs, no more trouble

Avevo cose in casa, ora ho una nuova casa

I had things at home, now I have a new home

Vengo dal crack in casa, la strada è la mia casa

I come from crack in house, the street is my home

Roma, vicoli, soldi, crimini

Rome, alleys, money, crimes

Non cambio, rimango qui, siamo nati colpevoli

I won't change, I'll stay here, we were born guilty

Nun me dicere

Don't tell me

"I love you"

Mo p"o cash pienze tu

Think about money now

Mammà me dice insieme a nuje

My mother says with us

Tu nun e scenn ma pkkè

You can't leave but why

Pkkè nun m sazij maj (yeah)

Because I'm never satisfied

Pkkè nun dic grazij maj (yeah)

Because I never say thank you

Innocente o colpevole, faccio giustizia da me

Innocent or guilty, I take justice into my own hands

Sai chi sbaglia paga, nel cuore un proiettile

You know who does wrong pays, a bullet in the heart

Siamo figli della strada

We are children of the street

Ho un amico in cella che ancora mi chiama, l'altro fuori che spara

I have a friend in prison who still calls me, another one outside who shoots

Nu frat 7 cap r'accus

A brother, 7 years head of the accusations

Ten pat e mamm rinchius

His parents are locked up

So colpevolе ra chiatur

He is guilty of torture

Fuij, buff int a questur

He escapes, sneaks into the police station

O figl ric papá aro sta?

The rich kid's father, where is he?

Pkke nun m ven a piglia a scol?

Why doesn't he come pick me up from school?

Pass a scarp a mеrc nta sol mentr parl int o colloqui

I'll buy shoes for myself during the sale while I speak in the phone booth

E ma pur si pà so passat l'ann

Even though years have passed

Papà ric nt fida maij re cumpagn

Rich dad, never trust your friends

E scriv cu na penn e fogl e cart

And I'll write with a pen and paper

Mentr s fa o passeg int a gabblj

While walking in the yard

Nu cuscin fin mett a cap acop

I put a pillow on my head

Fra talment fin mett o racc asott

I even put the newspaper under my back

Teng o bro talment ca sta carcerat ca è rimast I telefn co

I have a brother who's been in prison for so long that he got used to the phone

Btton

With buttons

A primma regl ra strad mbar è ca si vuo na cos na chiedr

The first rule of the street is that if you want something, you ask for it

E si po nu frat sta nto mal tu difiendl

And if a brother is in trouble, you defend him

Ma a te cierti cos nun te spiegn

But to you, certain things you don't explain

E ccà cierti cos nun z spiegn

And some things you don't explain here