Goldy
El rey del mambo
Hector y Tito
Alex Gargola
Las 9 Plagas
Vengan por mi fama picky nabaor
Yo, yo
Solo es improsenor Tito una vez mas
Hey
Vida seguro comentan que lo sueno
Suenos son
La vida es como dando vuelta
Unos subien y otros no
No se tiran
Si duro se van a golpear
Si quieren guerra
Pues guerra tenran
El tiempo vuela
Y deja de marquar
Con tratos
Alguin me quiere matar
Tengo sexo mas de mi Caribe
Y yo me ire
De mis еnemigos quien me quiеren muerto
Yo soy un guerrero
Mi brazo lo torse
Y pa’ que recuerden tan de bodas
Le piden catorce
Alex, caselo
Es que me tengan adulto
Salga el hijo de puta
Y usar por el culto
Ando con mi cangri
Por si vez aplojen
Voy pa’ me pegan todos que me apojen
Yo…
Y si la vuelta otra vez se callen
Yo le asulto
Paso lemones con pelo canabe
En esta guerra ustedes provocan
No te encabronas
Matando gente con la boca
An que enemigos que aqui se entrometan
Y sigo cantando
Busco la partida para mi no besa
Y sigo buscando
No se tiran
Si duro se van a golpear
Si quieren guerra
Pues guerra tenran
El tiempo vuela
Y deja de marquar
Con tratos
Alguin me quiere matar
Yo me voy a ver quien morida
Y hagan lo que hagan
Voy a darle fuego
A rescarte de Las 9 Plagas
Pa’ que se cantan a mi ojo de drastica
Mi amigo es Cristo
Y mi coso de mi ora de platica
Y los que amargan
Yo les remato
Dan tanto por rato
Aun que pagan a mi letra con trato
Yo soy humilde
Te digo, “Hola”
Y si fantameyan
Ahora que suena la pistola
Vida seguro comentan que lo sueno
Suenos son
La vida es como dando vuelta
Unos subien y otros no
No se tiran
Si duro se van a golpear
Si quieren guerra
Pues guerra tenran
El tiempo vuela
Y deja de marquar
Con tratos
Alguin me quiere matar
Goldy
Acaban con ellos
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Ellos Tiran Lyrics English
Goldy
The King of Mambo
Hector and Tito
Alex Gargola
The 9 pests
Come for my fame Picky Nabaor
I, me
It is only improrenor tito once again
Hey
Safe life comment that sounds
Dreams are
Life is like turning
Some ups and others not
They are not thrown
If hard they are going to hit
If they want war
Well, war will have
Time flies
And stop marquar
With deals
Some want to kill me
I have more sex of my Caribbean
And I will go
Of my еnemigos who quiren me dead
I am a warrior
My arm turns it
And pa ‘to remember so weddings
They ask for fourteen
Alex, Caselo
Is that they have me adult
The son of a b#tch comes out
And use for cult
I walk with my grangi
In case they have
I’m going to give me all that support me
Me…
And if the return again they shut up
I am astonishing
PASS LEMONES WITH CANABE HAIR
In this war you cause
Do not get rid of
Killing people with their mouths
An enemies that are entrusting here
And I’m still singing
I look for the game for me does not kiss
And I’m looking for
They are not thrown
If hard they are going to hit
If they want war
Well, war will have
Time flies
And stop marquar
With deals
Some want to kill me
I’m going to see who dwells
And do what they do
I’m going to give it fire
To go out of the 9 pests
Pa ‘that are sung to my eye of drasics
My friend is Christ
And my tell of my talk
And those who bitter
I refer you
Give so much for a while
Even if they pay my letter with treatment
I am humble
I tell you, “Hello”
And if they fantamely
Now that the gun sounds
Safe life comment that sounds
Dreams are
Life is like turning
Some ups and others not
They are not thrown
If hard they are going to hit
If they want war
Well, war will have
Time flies
And stop marquar
With deals
Some want to kill me
Goldy
They end with them
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Héctor & Tito Lyrics – Ellos Tiran