Here we show you the English Translation of “Giovane Fuoriclasse” interpreted by Capo Plaza. Lyrics translated from Italian to English.
About This Song
- Artist: Capo Plaza
- Song: Giovane Fuoriclasse
- Translation: Young Champion
- Genre: trap
- Album: 20
- Release Date: October 18, 2017
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Lyrics:
English Translation
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, the hood made me like this
Don’t touch me or my family
I’m chillin’, smokin’ vanilla
I run fast, we’re the first on the track
[Chorus]
Young, young, young champion
Young, young, young champion
Young, young, young champion
(Out) Ayy, young champion
[Verse 1]
Young champion
Plaza is a champion like Ronaldo
Fool, I was just training
Now if there are problems, I’m in the field
You’re talking sh*t in the bars
From rags, now to riches
With the crimes in the balls
Scars on our skin
Let’s get on with the guards ahead
Dirty face like drug dealers
In the area you better calm down
Bro, I have contacts everywhere
I run, run, I’m stepping up
My wild boys in the house with weapons
We’re good boys, yea, but we ain’t saints
You can’t calm us down, not even with sedatives
I didn’t even believe it
I don’t wanna die young
I’m good, yea, but not dumb
In my hood it’s pitch black
New day, new arrest
I do believe in success
I won’t end up in the cage
I’ll die a legend like (Michael) Jackson
Yea, the hood made me like this
You can find anything in the corners
We’re out there for easy money
I’m at the table with devils
Ayy, ayy
I’m at the table with devils
These people offer me glasses
I’ve got these amazing boys
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, the hood made me like this
Don’t touch me or my family
I’m chillin’, smokin’ vanilla
I run fast, we’re the first on the track
[Chorus]
Young, young, young champion
Young, young, young champion
Young, young, young champion
(Out) Ayy, young champion
[Verse 2]
Young champion
I remember that my pockets were empty
You can find us, find us in the streets
Inside my pockets I have two types of weed
Now we move crowds
We eat fish like it’s not enough
Save your lame catchphrases
You have a pale face, just like your shoes
I’m out there, I put on a show
Plaza, Plaza, Magical Plaza
More b–ches like we’re in Mykonos
P–sy, we make a triangle
Tell me how we do it
Champions like Leo Messi
We’re awake at night
We’re thinking about new projects
We will lift the cup at Wembley
The hood made me like this
Not everyone stays
You talk, talk but we’re still here
Even if they trynna blacken my name
Plaza is the name, now they know it, bro
I was just in the studio
Everyone used to ignore me
Now they call me back on the phone
Young, young
Young, young, no
I spend this money
‘Cuz I’ll make it again
Livin’ today
But tomorrow I don’t, I don’t know
Phone cards like Moggi
In one pocket there’s a Nokia, in the other an iPhone
[Outro]
Yeah, the hood made me like this