La G La U La E Lyrics in English Guè Pequeno

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song La G La U La E by Guè Pequeno from Italian to English.

G.U.E

See Guè, see a walking euro

Like a living kilo

A cash machine

And to the sound of hundred bills

I stamp flow on your face like slaps

I cut like Chef Tony

They told me you're scary

Me on the track bro: prince of monsters

Like Carletto

And the more these rappers flop, the more they run their mouths

They've been done since day one and Kitty waves goodbye

The G the U the E

Rap, boss don't get it twisted you're not me

I dribble the world like Wade

I score in the sun and switch it off

Even if I lend you the Rolex you never stay on beat

You talk hip hop but you don't get d*ck bro

Like in a chastity belt

I produce dope like a cocalero

But me coke zero, like the drink

We smoke chemical ganja

From the Duomo to the Trocadéro Bandolero style

My record drops tomorrow dude

Your record drops tomor

The G the U the E

Rap, boss don't get it twisted you're not me

I count doggy styles before falling asleep

Your girl missionary

The mission to commission me

In those moments she told me

'Guè call me wh*re', only God knows how real she was

I talk money and it's not ok 'cause you don't make it

I talk p*ssy and it's not ok 'cause you don't get any

I talk style and it's not ok 'cause you don't have it

I talk real stuff and it's not ok 'cause what do you know?

What the f*ck

The G the U the E

Rap, boss don't get it twisted you're not me

MCs cross themselves when I show up

They marry Jesus 'cause he loves them even if they suck

I'm wired, my style's sick like in Arkham

You clone my rhymes, I clone your card

And if you like hardcore

And you're a knockout like a Concorde

Alright, I'll splash on your Tom Ford

I stay all burned, all Guccied out

I walk in, greet her and bro I've already dipped it in

The G the U the E

Rap, boss don't get it twisted you're not me

Let me light up

Thanks, thanks don't put it out then set yourself on fire

You'd be doing the whole globe a favor, I drop

Raw styles like chirashi

Ivan Bodganov

With the mic in hand

You're too tough writing on the wall

But every wasted word bro earns me a tenner

Sold out in the club

The message's obvious

You jerk me off like a Chinese massage

The G the U the E

Rap, boss don't get it twisted you're not me

I keep it Guercio bro

Z, z, zonta on the track

Gue, gue, G.U.E

M.I. the city, that's how it goes

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SONG MEANING

La G La U La E is Guè Pequeno’s loud, swagger-packed calling card. From the very first bars he spells out his name like a luxury logo, presenting himself as “un euro ambulante” – a walking bundle of cash – and a “macchina da contante.” The verses are a nonstop parade of punchlines where money, designer brands, comic-book monsters, and basketball heroes collide. Guè struts between Milan’s Duomo and Paris’ Trocadéro, flashing Rolex timepieces, lighting up “ganja chimica,” and dropping references that hop from Chef Tony’s knives to Arkham Asylum. Every image reinforces one idea: he is untouchable, unstoppable, and unmistakably stylish.

Beneath all the bravado lies a clear mission – put every other rapper on notice. Guè mocks anyone who questions his skills, fortune, or romantic conquests, repeating the hook “La G la U la E… tu non sei me” like a taunt. The song is essentially a lyrical victory lap: a playful diss track, a fashion show, and a bank statement rolled into one high-octane anthem. Listeners are invited to enjoy the witty wordplay and larger-than-life confidence while catching a glimpse of Milanese rap culture at its flashiest.

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Guè Pequeno La G La U La E Lyrics