Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa
Ja, ja
Ano 2001
Pa’ que tu veas
DJ Blass
Ja, ja
Anda O.G. Black
Y con el Master Joe todavida no hay ninguno
Ja, ja, ja
Dicen
Bueno, ya empece
A nadie le voy dar break
Y a todos que se me frente
Sigueren a los cumbos le dere
No te desenfoque
Ni te equivoque
Ni provoque
Mira tu palabra ante que te enfoque
Yo ando con rifle
Estos sapos ya que vene
Que eso ya esta destruido
No te tiren porque vas a salir golpeado
Por virar
Si no quieres problemas
Salte pa’l lado
Presentado
Pues mi barrio no se asustar
Ni lo temes a lo meta
No, ja, ja
¿Que tu te crees, chamaco?
En este dia por de rato
Yo saco mi estillo propio
Que nadie a mi me copio
Maldito sale pobrecita que si tengo negocio
Y no le crees que a mi quieren sacar aprovecho
Los bacos ahora cantan y huyen que estan hecho
Y no es cierto
Algo que yo estoy que pasar por el largo estrecho
Hoy te vi vos satisfecho
De lo que hasta ahora has hecho
Mi propia compania
Porque siempre quiera estar contando billete de cien hasta el orto dia
Ja, ja, ja
Ya no se ven, ¿no?
Ya no se ven en la esquina
Ando con rifle por janguando por todas las ironias
Ya no se ven, ¿no?
Ya no se ven en la esquina
No te soprendas
Alguin dia te tengo en mi mireda
Ya no se ven, ¿no?
Ya no se ven en la esquina
Loco a su fallecido tu marido
No hay mas vida
Ya no se ven, ¿no?
Ya no se ven en la esquina
A lo mejor me estan terando en medio con la policia
Yo soy un cantando
Enviado por un par de personas
Que mal me quieren verme
Y me pasan por enfrente
Te le van a dejar ese sobreviviente
Que todo el mundo te quiere joderte casi siempre
Y por la ambicion
Se muerde hambre por la fama
Ven que la gente me aclama
Quieren estar donde yo estoy
De las ocho de la manana
Y eso no es facil
Mi pana si comienza
Orta de mi canciones violenta
Molestan a los ambiciosos que no aceptan
Protestan
Yo se que esa carne salio defecta
Te tiraste arrestame
Perdetes la puerta
¿Tu dime como te calle esta?
Los Francotiradores
La combinacion perfecta
Sin usar nombre de nadie
No se feca un detalle
Hechando to’ el mundo pa’l lado
O.G. Black y Master Joe
Ya estan aprobado, asegurado, curado
Me dijo en la calle el mas mental
Ponendo a cabeza a todos aquel se sean vocal
Y se fuesten wow
Por eso no te quiero yo a mi lado
Afrentado
Yo se que soy aquel que a te te paro
Se me da cuenta que me mal tumbado
Ya esta comprovado
Ya no se ven, ¿no?
Ya no se ven en la esquina
Ando con rifle por janguando por todas las ironias
Ya no se ven, ¿no?
Ya no se ven en la esquina
No te soprendas
Alguin dia te tengo en mi mireda
Ya no se ven, ¿no?
Ya no se ven en la esquina
Loco a su fallecido tu marido
No hay mas vida
Ya no se ven, ¿no?
Ya no se ven en la esquina
Ja, ja, ja
Se vuelve la agua a vida
Ja, ja, ja
O.G. Black y Master Joe pa’ que tu veas
Los Francotiradores
Tenendo la energia de DJ Blass
Que tu veras
Sex
Orta vez
Sex
Ja, ja, ja
Con mi sea O.G. Black
Mira, Blass, Blass
¿Pues que mas voy a decir si jamas el te lo dijo todo?
Vaya, pa’, pa’ la proximo cancion
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Ya No Se Ven Lyrics English
WA-WA-WA-WA-WA
Ha ha
Year 2001
So that you see
DJ Blass
Ha ha
ANDA O.G. Black
And with the master Joe there are still none
Ha ha ha
They say
Well, I already started
No one I’m going to break
And everyone in front of me
Follow the cumbos do you do
Do not blur
Neither are wrong
Neither cause
Look your word before you focus
I walk with rifle
These toads since vene
That is already destroyed
Don’t throw you because you’re going to be beaten
To turn
If you don’t want problems
Save pa’l side
Presented
Well, my neighborhood is not scared
Nor do you fear it
No Haha
What do you think, Chamaco?
On this day for a while
I take my own chin
That nobody copy me
Damn leaves poor that if I have business
And you don’t believe that I want to take advantage of
The bacos now sing and flee what they are made
And it’s not true
Something that I am to go through the narrow long
Today I saw you satisfied
Of what you have done so far
My own company
Because I always want to be telling one hundred ticket to the ortho day
Ha ha ha
They don’t look anymore, right?
They are no longer seen in the corner
I walk with rifle for janguando for all the ironies
They don’t look anymore, right?
They are no longer seen in the corner
Do not you pretend
Some day I have you in my MIEDA
They don’t look anymore, right?
They are no longer seen in the corner
Crazy to your deceased your husband
There is no more life
They don’t look anymore, right?
They are no longer seen in the corner
Maybe they are terando in the middle with the police
I am a singing
Sent by a couple of people
How bad they want to see me
And they pass me in front
They will leave you that survivor
That everyone wants you almost always
And for the ambition
He bites hungry for fame
Come people clarify me
They want to be where I am
Of the eight of the morning
And that is not easy
My corduroy if you start
Orta of my violent songs
They bother the ambitious ones who do not accept
Protest
I know that meat came out defect
You threw arrestame
Gambling the door
Do you tell me how you street is?
The snipers
The perfect combination
Without using anyone’s name
A detail is not dated
Beaming to ‘the world for side
O.G. Black and Master Joe
They are already approved, insured, cured
He told me on the most mental street
Putting everyone’s head
And they were wow
That’s why I don’t love you by my side
Affronted
I know that I am the one who stops you
I realize that I was wrong
It is already purchased
They don’t look anymore, right?
They are no longer seen in the corner
I walk with rifle for janguando for all the ironies
They don’t look anymore, right?
They are no longer seen in the corner
Do not you pretend
Some day I have you in my MIEDA
They don’t look anymore, right?
They are no longer seen in the corner
Crazy to your deceased your husband
There is no more life
They don’t look anymore, right?
They are no longer seen in the corner
Ha ha ha
Water turns to life
Ha ha ha
O.G. BLACK AND MASTER JOE PA ‘WHAT YOU SEE
The snipers
Having the energy of DJ Blass
That you will see
Sex
Orta time
Sex
Ha ha ha
With me, O.G. Black
Look, Blass, Blass
Well, what else will I say if he never told you everything?
Wow, pa ‘, pa’ the next song
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Master Joe & O.G. Black Lyrics – Ya No Se Ven