Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song El amigo josé , by - Calle Real. Song from the album Me Lo Gané, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыкаRelease date: 23.06.2009
Record label: Timba
Song language: Spanish
El amigo josé(original) |
| Esto es una historia real que no tiene nombre |
| Y se trata de un hombre, que en su vida hizo mal |
| Caminando por las calles de mi ciudad |
| Quisiera comprarles lo que vean |
| Ropa buena y cara para siempre mostrar |
| Para que mis novias se entretengan, y vengan |
| Sin tener un veinte sigo siendo igual |
| Derrochando fuerte lo que venga |
| Yo quisiera ser millonario, tal vez |
| Pa' poder gastar más lo que tenga, y venga |
| No me conformo así, soy más que otro |
| Me sacrifico sin dudar |
| Yo no paro de inventar |
| No cambio |
| Ni que gane la lotería |
| Ni que gane la lotería |
| Ay cuidado! |
| Me vengo acomodando, te vengo amenazando |
| Lowcura viene dando, viene subiendo |
| Yo toco lo mío! |
| Me vengo pegando |
| Con Calle Real no lo puedes cogotearlo |
| Yo quiero dinero |
| Lo que me hace bello |
| Claro que sí! |
| Cada gallo en su gallinerooooo… |
| Sí! |
| Dale Thomasito |
| Llego la hora de ponerla buena |
| Prepárate que soy candela |
| Te quema! |
| Ahora yo voy |
| Ahora yo vengo |
| Porque soy lo que soy |
| Somos Calle Real y la música que pongo |
| Cuando yo la pongo gritan |
| Y cuando yo la saco lloran |
| Porque soy lo que soy |
| No me llores llorona |
| No me, no me llores llorona |
| Cuando yo la pongo grita |
| Y cuando yo la saco lloran |
| Porque soy lo que soy |
| No me llores llorona |
| No me, no me llores llorona |
| (translation) |
| This is a true story that has no name |
| And it is about a man, who in his life did wrong |
| Walking through the streets of my city |
| I would like to buy what they see |
| Good and expensive clothes forever show |
| For my girlfriends to entertain themselves, and come |
| Without having a twenty I'm still the same |
| Wasting strong what comes |
| I would like to be a millionaire, maybe |
| To be able to spend more what you have, and come on |
| I am not satisfied like this, I am more than another |
| I sacrifice without hesitation |
| I do not stop inventing |
| I do not change |
| Nor that I win the lottery |
| Nor that I win the lottery |
| Oh watch out! |
| I've been accommodating, I've been threatening you |
| Lowcura is giving, it's coming up |
| I play mine! |
| I come hitting |
| With Calle Real you can't shake it |
| I want money |
| what makes me beautiful |
| Of course! |
| Each rooster in his chicken coop... |
| Yes! |
| Dale Thomasito |
| It's time to make it good |
| Get ready I'm a candela |
| it burns you! |
| Now IAM going |
| now i come |
| Because I am what I am |
| We are Calle Real and the music I play |
| When I put it on they scream |
| And when I take it out they cry |
| Because I am what I am |
| Don't cry for me, crybaby |
| Don't, don't cry for me, crybaby |
| When I put it on, it screams |
| And when I take it out they cry |
| Because I am what I am |
| Don't cry for me, crybaby |
| Don't, don't cry for me, crybaby |