peccato che tu non sappia parlare la nostra bella lingua ma ti giuro che quello che dice rondò ha senso quando la sua scrittura è tradotta diversamente, cambia la logica delle parole🇮🇹❤️
rondo tried to diss tedua saying “u are good at making drill but people dont know you abroad” then he said “when u are going down then u remember that drill is trending now” 😹😹. and he dissed paky too saying “the last rapper that fucked with me now doesn’t sing anymore, he’s at home depressed cause he know he’s not worth it anymore” and then he said “u are 4 toxic rats that live in… ”. he practically revealed where paky lives but the name of the street is censored 😹😹😹 and these are only 2 of the amount of people he dissed in this freestyle. rondo is doin too much aahahah
Siete 4 tossici che vivono in via Creta, è riferito a quelli di Baggio non a paky, e poi quando dice mando gente in viale Abbiato è un diss contro gallgher e traffik
The text The last rapper who fucked me now no longer sings He's probably depressed at home because you know it doesn't matter anymore I don't think about my opps when I'm in England You are four toxic rats living in Via Cr- I let you direct, you enjoyed it On your head I put a size so then I have fun You will not be able to direct when you are inside a forest With five - they will piss on your body Every person around Italy has tried to pull me up Just because you hate me, stupid, try again tomorrow If I have to count every rapper who dissed me and wrote me in DM The list of Italian rappers probably would not end A hoe threatens me: "If you don't answer, I'll put your sextapes on" I tell him: "Hoe, I'm Rondo, if you publish I only hype" I create Sanremo but of the drill, I do whatever the fuck I want in Italy Hole an opps, after sings like Mariah Carey These rappers have my name in their mouths otherwise they won't sell On the drill you are strong, but they do not know you abroad DIGOS is afraid that I will badly influence the crowd Give us the millions and my brothers will no longer be on the road These little bitches are scared, let's face it They come to Zone 7, then take a vow of chastity Your poems don't touch me, you made a story When you are dropping, then you remember that drill is in fashion They look as puffy as helium-filled balloons I guess you sucked in too much what the ego contained It doesn't matter if you have thirty thousand on your wrist if they make you on the street I am the voice of the trenches, I do the moonwalk in the mud We come with two Rambos, we spoil your party Before starting I take the crown off my head It looks like WWE, the title "Who is the real king?" Remembering that this shit I brought it mainstream Chinga, zinga-zinga, smoke an opps inside a Rizla Your man is a famous rapper, you were a slut in Ibiza Between **** inside the club was massacred Your teeth fell out, you looked photoshopped I remember that evening, nine Albanians have pulled you up If you just try to answer, I'll send people to the Viale- Black ski mask, chinga-chinga, the connotations change You know very well who lives there Let's make war, if the dead man escapes then it happens [Part II] [Verse] I wanted to make music and be at peace (And be at peace) You dissed me, now I make you pay (I make you pay) After this I'll stay on the dick at all, close my career Since I have a million in the bank, I can sleep peacefully in the eveningThe last rapper who fucked me now no longer sings He's probably depressed at home because you know it doesn't matter anymore I don't think about my opps when I'm in England You are four toxic rats living in Via Cr- I let you direct, you enjoyed it On your head I put a size so then I have fun You will not be able to direct when you are inside a forest With five - they will piss on your body Every person around Italy has tried to pull me up Just because you hate me, stupid, try again tomorrow If I have to count every rapper who dissed me and wrote me in DM The list of Italian rappers probably would not end A hoe threatens me: "If you don't answer, I'll put your sextapes on" I tell him: "Hoe, I'm Rondo, if you publish I only hype" I create Sanremo but of the drill, I do whatever the fuck I want in Italy Hole an opps, after sings like Mariah Carey These rappers have my name in their mouths otherwise they won't sell On the drill you are strong, but they do not know you abroad DIGOS is afraid that I will badly influence the crowd Give us the millions and my brothers will no longer be on the road These little bitches are scared, let's face it They come to Zone 7, then take a vow of chastity Your poems don't touch me, you made a story When you are dropping, then you remember that drill is in fashion They look as puffy as helium-filled balloons I guess you sucked in too much what the ego contained It doesn't matter if you have thirty thousand on your wrist if they make you on the street I am the voice of the trenches, I do the moonwalk in the mud We come with two Rambos, we spoil your party Before starting I take the crown off my head It looks like WWE, the title "Who is the real king?" Remembering that this shit I brought it mainstream Chinga, zinga-zinga, smoke an opps inside a Rizla Your man is a famous rapper, you were a slut in Ibiza Between **** inside the club was massacred Your teeth fell out, you looked photoshopped I remember that evening, nine Albanians have pulled you up If you just try to answer, I'll send people to the Viale- Black ski mask, chinga-chinga, the connotations change You know very well who lives there Let's make war, if the dead man escapes then it happens [Part II] [Verse] I wanted to make music and be at peace (And be at peace) You dissed me, now I make you pay (I make you pay) After this I'll stay on the dick at all, close my career Since I have a million in the bank, I can sleep peacefully in the evening
youtube subtitles suck rondo says "I'm the voice of the trenches" not "I'm the voice of trans" 😂
HAHAHA
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@@pino9126 ma cosa vuoi
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React to Opinel Simba La Rue brooooo it’s a hittttt🔥🔥🔥
Ok
Yeah bro I got this, respect from Italy 🇮🇹 X 🇺🇸
LOVE FROM ITALY 🇮🇹🇮🇹🇮🇹
in the song the youtube translation is completely wrong bro
in Italian it makes sense, I assure you
Ti dirò....
peccato che tu non sappia parlare la nostra bella lingua ma ti giuro che quello che dice rondò ha senso quando la sua scrittura è tradotta diversamente, cambia la logica delle parole🇮🇹❤️
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Daaaaaaamn!
The RUclips subtitles r totally wrong
rondo tried to diss tedua saying “u are good at making drill but people dont know you abroad” then he said “when u are going down then u remember that drill is trending now” 😹😹. and he dissed paky too saying “the last rapper that fucked with me now doesn’t sing anymore, he’s at home depressed cause he know he’s not worth it anymore” and then he said “u are 4 toxic rats that live in… ”. he practically revealed where paky lives but the name of the street is censored 😹😹😹 and these are only 2 of the amount of people he dissed in this freestyle. rondo is doin too much aahahah
This man is wild 😹
Nella prima cit ha dissato Gallagher non tedua
@@alessandropicchi2692 no tedua
@@mattiacadau9454 no, era rivolta a galla. A tedua gli dice quella roba lì che si è ricordato ora che la drill va di moda
Siete 4 tossici che vivono in via Creta, è riferito a quelli di Baggio non a paky, e poi quando dice mando gente in viale Abbiato è un diss contro gallgher e traffik
can you react to london view remix by otp marin and rambizz
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I sottotitoli di RUclips sono sbagliati
Non vedete che è pieno di sbavature ed è fuori tempo
È andato in Inghilterra così almeno non lo notano 😂
Mi sa che non sai bene cosa voglia dire fuori tempo
Reaction momzo c gang pls
bro, stop this shit. React to plugged in with Lazza
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I'm italian and the lyrycs is wrong
The text
The last rapper who fucked me now no longer sings
He's probably depressed at home because you know it doesn't matter anymore
I don't think about my opps when I'm in England
You are four toxic rats living in Via Cr-
I let you direct, you enjoyed it
On your head I put a size so then I have fun
You will not be able to direct when you are inside a forest
With five - they will piss on your body
Every person around Italy has tried to pull me up
Just because you hate me, stupid, try again tomorrow
If I have to count every rapper who dissed me and wrote me in DM
The list of Italian rappers probably would not end
A hoe threatens me: "If you don't answer, I'll put your sextapes on"
I tell him: "Hoe, I'm Rondo, if you publish I only hype"
I create Sanremo but of the drill, I do whatever the fuck I want in Italy
Hole an opps, after sings like Mariah Carey
These rappers have my name in their mouths otherwise they won't sell
On the drill you are strong, but they do not know you abroad
DIGOS is afraid that I will badly influence the crowd
Give us the millions and my brothers will no longer be on the road
These little bitches are scared, let's face it
They come to Zone 7, then take a vow of chastity
Your poems don't touch me, you made a story
When you are dropping, then you remember that drill is in fashion
They look as puffy as helium-filled balloons
I guess you sucked in too much what the ego contained
It doesn't matter if you have thirty thousand on your wrist if they make you on the street
I am the voice of the trenches, I do the moonwalk in the mud
We come with two Rambos, we spoil your party
Before starting I take the crown off my head
It looks like WWE, the title "Who is the real king?"
Remembering that this shit I brought it mainstream
Chinga, zinga-zinga, smoke an opps inside a Rizla
Your man is a famous rapper, you were a slut in Ibiza
Between **** inside the club was massacred
Your teeth fell out, you looked photoshopped
I remember that evening, nine Albanians have pulled you up
If you just try to answer, I'll send people to the Viale-
Black ski mask, chinga-chinga, the connotations change
You know very well who lives there
Let's make war, if the dead man escapes then it happens
[Part II]
[Verse]
I wanted to make music and be at peace (And be at peace)
You dissed me, now I make you pay (I make you pay)
After this I'll stay on the dick at all, close my career
Since I have a million in the bank, I can sleep peacefully in the eveningThe last rapper who fucked me now no longer sings
He's probably depressed at home because you know it doesn't matter anymore
I don't think about my opps when I'm in England
You are four toxic rats living in Via Cr-
I let you direct, you enjoyed it
On your head I put a size so then I have fun
You will not be able to direct when you are inside a forest
With five - they will piss on your body
Every person around Italy has tried to pull me up
Just because you hate me, stupid, try again tomorrow
If I have to count every rapper who dissed me and wrote me in DM
The list of Italian rappers probably would not end
A hoe threatens me: "If you don't answer, I'll put your sextapes on"
I tell him: "Hoe, I'm Rondo, if you publish I only hype"
I create Sanremo but of the drill, I do whatever the fuck I want in Italy
Hole an opps, after sings like Mariah Carey
These rappers have my name in their mouths otherwise they won't sell
On the drill you are strong, but they do not know you abroad
DIGOS is afraid that I will badly influence the crowd
Give us the millions and my brothers will no longer be on the road
These little bitches are scared, let's face it
They come to Zone 7, then take a vow of chastity
Your poems don't touch me, you made a story
When you are dropping, then you remember that drill is in fashion
They look as puffy as helium-filled balloons
I guess you sucked in too much what the ego contained
It doesn't matter if you have thirty thousand on your wrist if they make you on the street
I am the voice of the trenches, I do the moonwalk in the mud
We come with two Rambos, we spoil your party
Before starting I take the crown off my head
It looks like WWE, the title "Who is the real king?"
Remembering that this shit I brought it mainstream
Chinga, zinga-zinga, smoke an opps inside a Rizla
Your man is a famous rapper, you were a slut in Ibiza
Between **** inside the club was massacred
Your teeth fell out, you looked photoshopped
I remember that evening, nine Albanians have pulled you up
If you just try to answer, I'll send people to the Viale-
Black ski mask, chinga-chinga, the connotations change
You know very well who lives there
Let's make war, if the dead man escapes then it happens
[Part II]
[Verse]
I wanted to make music and be at peace (And be at peace)
You dissed me, now I make you pay (I make you pay)
After this I'll stay on the dick at all, close my career
Since I have a million in the bank, I can sleep peacefully in the evening
Oh shit
That sucks ngl
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