Текст и перевод песни PXXR GVNG - Duele (Hardly Remix)

Duele (Hardly Remix)

Duele Rezo por ti
Pónme en el audio
Pensando en el skirt
Estamos haciendo papel
Bitch, contrato con Lucifer
Quemando los billetes
Por tos' mis muertos
Me muero de la pena
Quería que vierais esto
Cuanto sus' añoro
No sabes como sus' lloro
Ni con un millón de coros
Voy a dejar de sentirme solo
Lloro, lloro, lloro, lloro
Sus' lloro, sus' lloro, sus' lloro
Pero hay una vida solo
Bebiendo Jäger con el MD
Fumando coca con el pure
Pa' poder quitarme este dolor
Sacarlo de mi fucking piel
Duele Rezo por ti
Arañando esta ciudad, yeah
A mi hermano Manny yo lo vi marchar
Hijo putas de verdad
Pero por aquí es normal
Nos hemos criado en el drama
Una casa mantenida por mama
Nigga, you are not me
Estamos metidos en la trama
Bad money y hachís
Tengo a tu negros vendiendo pa' mi
Todos sus [?] calientan el deal
Me vienen dormidos sin na' que decir
Duele Rezo por ti
Conozco el secreto
En la palma de mi mano
Tengo los cinco elementos
Tengo los bolsillos llenos sin esfuerzo
Machacas repartidos por el ghetto
Yonkis culeros
Negocio con gitanos canasteros
Soborno en Marruecos
Mis yinunas quieren queso
Las tengo vendiendo
Salam Alaikum
Rest in Peace pa' tos' mis muertos
Duele Rezo por ti
Fuck the system
No desistas
Tu tienes vista
Va por tu Visa
I've got molly
Killin' my body
Mami
De fiesta estoy ganando money
Estamos fuckin' broke
Broke niggas
Dope boys searching bitches
Young pirris
Tienen fucking snitches
Los Yumas te lo hacen en un pliqui
Nos vamos a comer tus business
Estamos fuckin' broke
Broke niggas
Dope boys searching bitches
Young pirris
Estamos fuckin' broke
Broke niggas
Dope boys searching bitches
Young pirris

Duele (Hardly Remix)

It hurts I pray for you
Put me on the audio
Thinking about the skirt
We are making paper
Bitch, contract with Lucifer
Burning the tickets
For tos' my dead
I'm dying of grief
I wanted you to see this
How much their ' I miss
Don't you know how their' I cry
Not with a million choruses
I'm gonna stop feeling lonely
I cry, I cry, I cry, I cry
Their 'I cry, their' I cry, their' I cry
But there is a life alone
Drinking Jäger with the MD
Smoking coke with the pure
To be able to take away this pain
Get it out of my fucking skin
It hurts I pray for you
Scratching this city, yeah
My brother Manny I saw him go
Son of a bitch really
But it's normal around here
We grew up in drama.
A house maintained by Mom
Nigga, you are not me
We are into the plot
Bad money and hashish
I got your niggas selling pa' my
All his [?] they heat up the deal
They come to me asleep with na' what to say
It hurts I pray for you
I know the secret
In the palm of my hand
I have the five elements
I have my pockets full without effort
Machacas scattered around the ghetto
Ass junkies
Business with gypsy canasteros
Bribery in Morocco
My yinunas want cheese
I have them selling
Salam Alaikum
Rest in Peace for 'tos' my dead
It hurts I pray for you
Fuck the system
Don't give up
You have a view
Go for your visa
I've got molly
Killin' my body
Mommy
Partying I'm making money...
We're fuckin' broke
Broke niggas
Dope boys searching bitches
Young pirris
They have fucking snitches
The Yumas do it to you in a pliqui
We are going to eat your business...
We're fuckin' broke
Broke niggas
Dope boys searching bitches
Young pirris
Estamos fuckin' broke
Broke niggas
Dope boys searching bitches
Young pirris