Gula - Xamã

Gula - Xamã

  • Year of release: 2018
  • Language: Portuguese
  • Duration: 3:08

Below is the lyrics of the song Gula , artist - Xamã with translation

Lyrics " Gula "

Original text with translation

Gula

Xamã

Original text

Rabiscando linhas como rastros de cometa

Fugiu da escola cedo, aprendeu a montar escopeta

Boi, boi, boi da cara preta

Aperta essa maconha que o Marquin' ficou careta

44 estampado na camiseta

Red Hot Chili pimenta-malagueta

Boi, boi, boi da cara preta

Aperta essa maconha que o Marquin' ficou careta

44 estampado na camiseta

Red Hot Chili pimenta-malagueta

O comédia passeava de X1 roubada

Só almoçava em restaurantezin' de estrada

Foi comer demais, morreu de graça

Um cara estacionou na estrada, botou dois na cara

Mó cena mandada, saiu como se não fizesse nada

Era madrugada, ali no ponto chique

Além do prato chique, além da falsa fome saciada

Além do cheiro de Vick, é só minha BIC destravada

Rima depravada, a sua é rima de privada

Tu é melhor que eu?

(Hahahahaha) Mas que piada

Quem desafiou, acabou na ponta da minha espada

Eu vim da zona oeste, faço rima em Java

Tudo o vento leva, menos essa minha pança desgraçada

Dança desgraçada, vista cega, levada desengonçada, clima lega

Eu amo uma desequilibrada, deixa eu só dar um pega, uh

Song translation

Scribbling lines like comet trails

He ran away from school early, learned to ride a shotgun

Ox, ox, black-faced ox

Squeeze that marijuana and Marquin' got grumpy

44 printed on the t-shirt

Red Hot Chili Pepper

Ox, ox, black-faced ox

Squeeze that marijuana and Marquin' got grumpy

44 printed on the t-shirt

Red Hot Chili Pepper

The comedy walked with a stolen X1

I only ate lunch at roadside restaurants

He ate too much, he died for free

A guy parked on the road, put two in his face

Mó scene sent, it came out as if it didn't do anything

It was dawn, there at the fancy spot

In addition to the fancy dish, in addition to the satiated false hunger

Besides the smell of Vick, it's just my unlocked BIC

Depraved rhyme, yours is a private rhyme

Are you better than me?

(Hahahahaha) What a joke

Who challenged, ended up on the tip of my sword

I came from the West Zone, I rhyme in Java

Everything goes with the wind, except my wretched belly

Bad dance, blind sight, gangly groove, cool vibe

I love an unbalanced one, let me just grab it, uh

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