Текст и перевод песни Magic Magno - Dinero

Dinero

Que ya no duermo bien no puedo no comer
Solo una cosa en mi cabeza merodeandome
Que siga y no pare que los aniquilé

(TIRALE NERSO QUE VAMOS A MATARLES)

Oigo el clin clin clin clin y pienso en dinero
Nunca tengo fifthteen fifthteen millones
Yo quiero, Jordan, Rolex pa' chulear parsero

Dinero, Dinero, Dinero, Dinerooo

Oigo el clin clin clin clin y pienso en dinero
Nunca tengo fifthteen fifthteen millones
Yo quiero, Jordan, Rolex pa' chulear parsero

Dinero, Dinero, Dinero, Dineroooo

Primo yo quiero hacerme rico
Ayudar a mi gente llevar joyas de oro,
Diamantes entre los dientes,
Casas, coches, yates, tatuaje de delincuente
Un colchón lleno de fajos para dormir caliente

Placa, placa, placa voy matando con el
Boli sueno ratata y con el beis tumbo tu keli
Mi flow es un I Phone y el tuyo una
Blackberry te has quedao sin datos de tanto
Pegarle al peri.

Escupo gordo por que quiero un audi 4s,
Una cuenta en el banco que me engorde
To' los meses, riqueza mi entorno y ladie que
Me besen, una chacha atriz porno pa'
Follarmela mil veces.

(Ya lo se nerso, se que estoy un poco flipao
Hermano, pero...)
(Es que no es solo por mi es también por
Tirar pa' lante a todos los nuestros)
(HAY QUE REVENTARLOS)

Oigo el clin clin clin clin y pienso en dinero
Nunca tengo fifthteen fifthteen millones
Yo quiero, Jordan, Rolex pa' chulear parsero .

Dinero, Dinero, Dinero, Dineroooo

Oigo el clin clin clin clin y pienso en dinero
Nunca tengo fifthteen fifthteen millones
Yo quiero, Jordan, Rolex pa' chulear parsero .

Dinero, Dinero, Dinero, Dineroooo

Solo le pido a Dios, que no me abandone
Que cuide de los mios y que nada les pase,
Que llene de oro sus bolsillos que en mi entorno
No haya hambre selor cuida a mis hombres .

Quiero un Bentley de asientos negros,
De BRS y 4*4 que Nerso tenga de Versate
La mesa y los platos sushi, langosta,
Hachís y buen tabaco que vea quien maneja
Quien despelleja novatos.

Porros por todos lados, comboys de marihuana
Fiestas en el jacuzzi hasta las 6 de la mañana,
7 casas con piscina donde descanse mi máma
Donde la cuiden por si algo me pasa, pana.

(POR SI ALGO ME PASA PANA)

(POR SI ALGO ME PASA PANAAA)

(QUE CUIDEN DE MI MÁMA, VAMOS
A HACERNOS RICOS)

Oigo el clin clin clin clin y pienso en dinero
Nunca tengo fifthteen fifthteen millones
Yo quiero, Jordan, Rolex pa' chulear parsero.

Dinero, Dinero, Dinero, Dineroooo.

Oigo el clin clin clin clin y pienso en dinero
Nunca tengo fifthteen fifthteen millones
Yo quiero, Jordan, Rolex pa' chulear parsero.

Dinero, Dinero, Dinero, Dineroooo.

Money

I don't sleep well anymore, I can't eat
Only one thing on my mind, haunting me
May it continue and may not stop until I annihilate them

(SHOOT HIM, MAN, WE'RE GONNA KILL HIM)

I hear the sound of money and I think of money
I never have fifteen million dollars
I want Jordans, a Rolex to show off, my dude

Money, Money, Money, Money

I hear the sound of money and I think of money
I never have fifteen million dollars
I want Jordans, a Rolex to show off, my dude

Money, Money, Money, Money

Bro, I want to get rich
Help my people out, wear gold jewelry,
Diamonds between my teeth,
Houses, cars, yachts, criminal tattoos
A bed full of bundles to sleep nice and warm

Board, board, board, I'm killing it with the
Pen, I pull up the Rat-a-tat and with the bat I take down your keli
My flow is an iPhone, and yours is a
BlackBerry, you ran out of data from
Hitting the pipe so much.

I spit fat because I want an Audi 4s,
A fat bank account that'll make me fat
Every month, wealth surrounding me and women who
Kiss me, a porn star chick to
Bang a thousand times.

(I know it, man, I know I'm a little crazy
Bro, but...)
(It's not just for me, it's also to
Pull everyone up with us)
(WE GOTTA BLOW THEM UP)

I hear the sound of money and I think of money
I never have fifteen million dollars
I want Jordans, a Rolex to show off, my dude

Money, Money, Money, Money

I hear the sound of money and I think of money
I never have fifteen million dollars
I want Jordans, a Rolex to show off, my dude

Money, Money, Money, Money

I just ask God not to abandon me
To take care of my people and for nothing bad to happen to them,
To fill their pockets with gold, that in my surroundings
There's no hunger, sir, watch over my men.

I want a black Bentley, with BRZ and 4*4
So that my man has Versace
The table and plates, sushi, lobster,
Hash and good tobacco, for whoever's in charge
Whoever skins the rookies.

Blunts everywhere, convoys of weed
Parties in the Jacuzzi until six in the morning,
Seven mansions with swimming pools, for my mom to relax
Where they take care of her, if anything happens to me, my dude.

(IN CASE ANYTHING HAPPENS TO ME, MY DUDE)

(IN CASE ANYTHING HAPPENS TO ME, MY DUDE)

(TAKE CARE OF MY MOM, LET'S
GET RICH)

I hear the sound of money and I think of money
I never have fifteen million dollars
I want Jordans, a Rolex to show off, my dude

Money, Money, Money, Money

I hear the sound of money and I think of money
I never have fifteen million dollars
I want Jordans, a Rolex to show off, my dude

Money, Money, Money, Money