Corri Corri - Jamil, Ntò
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Corri Corri - Jamil, Ntò

Год
2016
Язык
`Italian`
Длительность
167480

Below is the lyrics of the song Corri Corri , artist - Jamil, Ntò with translation

Lyrics " Corri Corri "

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Corri Corri

Jamil, Ntò

Оригинальный текст

Andatevi a divertire, andate anche in giro a dire

E tornate coi dischi resi, gli occhi spenti e i fischi presi

I mutui accesi e negli studi il freddo degli eschimesi

Due macchine, due stipendi e due figli stupendi

Da studente compravo strumenti, da adolescente

Al liceo la docente diceva che non valevo niente

Vive ancora in quattro stanze che non valgono niente

Vaga la mente, paga la gente se sei grosso veramente

La missione è far rappare per poi passarlo in giro

Così che nessuno ha fame, la parola pesa un chilo

Lavorare come un cane per poi metterti in tiro

Non si fa, nella mia zona a ogni ora c’hai lo charme

Bevo champagne dai tacchi

Lo spargo a terra per chi ha alzato i tacchi

Sui fili scarpe appese per i lacci

Tutti i giorni tuta Jordan, tu ti giochi tutto al nord

Chist sord 'e merd song, sembran tropp spuorc

I miei ragazzi, frà, tutti all’ultimo banco

Da andare scuola a andare al palazzo affianco

Le scarpe nuove, la giacca tutta intonata

Le guardie dietro son pronte per la nottata

E tu corri corri, frà, corri corri

Tu corri corri, frà, corri corri

Se vuoi la strofa c’ho i miei prezzi da un po'

Fare i soldi coi miei mezzi, uagliò

Guardo Gomorra, ascolto i pezzi di Ntò

Cucino pasta con sei pezzi d’aglio

E mi ricordo da bambino quando ci sbavavo

Sulle vetrine di Foot Locker quando ci passavo

Ora Foot Locker mi dà tre paia in regalo

Scarpe da pusher, nuove Nike Squalo

Coi denti d’oro, la casa con gli indumenti

E nostra madre ti fa le pulizie in casa

Ma i miei ti fanno la pulizia, frà, dei denti

E per finire la pulizia della casa

I miei frate no social, no seghe, no hipster

Già è tanto c’hanno Facebook, figurati farsi Twitter

Nasi come Swiffer, vendono real, shipper

Palline, no flipper, accendono coi clipper

I miei ragazzi, frà, tutti all’ultimo banco

Da andare scuola a andare al palazzo affianco

Le scarpe nuove, la giacca tutta intonata

Le guardie dietro son pronte per la nottata

E tu corri corri, frà, corri corri

Tu corri corri, frà, corri corri

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Go have fun, even go around saying

And come back with the disks returned, the dull eyes and the whistles taken

The mortgages on and in the studies the cold of the Eskimos

Two cars, two salaries and two wonderful children

As a student I bought instruments, as a teenager

In high school the teacher said I was worth nothing

She still lives in four rooms which are worth nothing

Mind wandering, people pay if you're really big

The mission is to get rap and then pass it around

So that no one is hungry, the word weighs a kilo

Work like a dog and then put yourself on the line

It is not done, in my area at any time you have charm

I drink champagne from my heels

I scatter it on the ground for those who have raised their heels

On the threads shoes hung by the laces

Every day Jordan suit, you play everything in the north

Chist sord 'e merd song, they seem too spuorc

My boys, bro, all at the back counter

From going to school to going to the next building

The new shoes, the jacket all to match

The guards behind are ready for the night

And you run run, brother, run run

You run, run, brother, run, run

If you want the verse, I've had my prices for a while

Making money with my means, he said

I look at Gomorrah, I listen to the pieces of Ntò

I cook pasta with six pieces of garlic

And I remember when I was a child when I drooled

On Foot Locker windows when I passed them

Now Foot Locker gives me three pairs as a gift

Pusher shoes, new Nike Squalo

With gold teeth, the house with clothes

And our mother does your house cleaning

But my folks clean your teeth, brother

And finally the cleaning of the house

My no social friars, no saws, no hipsters

There is already a lot of Facebook, let alone Twitter

Noses like Swiffer, they sell real, shipper

Balls, no pinball machines, light up with clippers

My boys, bro, all at the back counter

From going to school to going to the next building

The new shoes, the jacket all to match

The guards behind are ready for the night

And you run run, brother, run run

You run, run, brother, run, run

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