Love - Yulian
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Love - Yulian

Год
2019
Язык
`Spanish`
Длительность
172290

Below is the lyrics of the song Love , artist - Yulian with translation

Lyrics " Love "

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Love

Yulian

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Me voy a morir en la calle no en mi cama

Desde que soy un niño el dinero a mi me llama (blessed)

Viendo la sangre derramada con ma' de mil preguntas y la respuesta no llegaba

Me enamore de to la salma' de hacer dinero sucio pero sin vender mi alma

Me enamore de ete' juego

Conoco' eto envidioso como si fueran mi pana

Inteligencia de Escobar

Tenemo el control movemo' por el canal

Ella mueve el culo pa’que yo comience a celebrar

Tu nacite' pa’roncar nosotro siempre pa' ganar

Afuera del club yo controlo el personal

Siempre real ahora ello tu no quieren cambiar

Aqui sobran bala pa’guerriar

Vamo’a morir superstar

Tu sabe que no la quiero soltar así fuerte

Cambiando el clima, mi ki es muy alto, nada me lastima

¿Por que subetima'?

si ahora tamo' arriba

400 giga, se rompió el tabaco

Gua’buca el papel, pasale saliva

En el banco yo’toy chilindrina, eto' rapero quieren que le’criba

Pero mi letra salen en cabina

Yo cambie de flow y ello no combinan

Sigo vivo me querían ve’muerto

Pasamo’el trabajo por el aeropuerto

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I'm going to die in the street not in my bed

Since I was a child, money calls me (blessed)

Seeing the spilled blood with more than a thousand questions and the answer did not come

I fell in love with all the soul' of making dirty money but without selling my soul

I fell in love with this game

I know these envious people as if they were my corduroy

Escobar Intelligence

We have control, we move through the channel

She moves her ass so that I start to celebrate

You were born to snore, we always to win

Outside the club I control the staff

Always real now it you don't want to change

Here there are plenty of bullets to fight

Let's die superstar

You know that I don't want to let go so hard

Changing the weather, my ki is very high, nothing hurts me

Why underestimate'?

yes now we're up

400 gig, tobacco broke

Gua'buca the paper, pass it saliva

In the bank I'm a chilindrina, this rapper wants me to screen him

But my lyrics come out in the booth

I changed the flow and it does not combine

I'm still alive they wanted me dead

We pass the work through the airport

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