Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Domingo , by - C.R.O. Song language: Spanish
Domingo(original) |
| Yo', yo' |
| Dedicado a mis negros de la esquina |
| Y a todos los wachos de barrio |
| Que malgastan su vida, si negro |
| Cantores malos |
| Yeh, yeh |
| Seh, seh |
| Mi trono está perdido en el underground |
| Mi honor es algo que nunca van a comprar |
| Esa mierda quema, tengo que olvidar |
| Esa puta perra nos quiere matar |
| Hay que diferenciar el nivel esencial |
| Evidencias de mis creencias en vivencias al azar |
| Un café y a pensar, poca fe en el altar |
| Déjame un respiro, vida, que quiero escapar |
| No, no molestar a mi manada |
| ¿Esa es su vida? |
| No creo nada |
| No hay que apuntar si el arma no está cargada |
| Con la mente elegante y las Nikes manchadas |
| Mi plaga, uniéndose a ese desenlace |
| Faltan billetes, falta suerte, faltan ases |
| Estrellarme en su mirada como un kamikase |
| MDB, prim', barrio con clase |
| MDB, barrio con clase |
| Barrio con clase, barrio con clase |
| Jaja |
| Yo', yo' |
| Fuck this shit, gorras planas y un buen beat |
| Por la city, todo el día mirando bitches |
| Fuck this shit, ya preguntan por mi click |
| Por la city, todo el día enrolando weed |
| Fuck this shit, beauty beauty on my feet |
| Por la city, todo el día mirando bitches |
| Fuck this shit, dance |
| Por la city, todo el día enrolando weed |
| Serial y chocolate, nicotina y mate |
| Pocos pueden hacerlo como se lo hacía el Cracker |
| El amor es combate, su corazón no late |
| Putas queriendo vernos, es el real state |
| Bajate, su amor inalcanzable |
| Ja, mis ojeras imborrables |
| Fumo en la esquina con miradas no confiables |
| Escupo droga de valores invaluables |
| Muy tarde, jaja |
| Muy tarde |
| (translation) |
| I', I' |
| Dedicated to my blacks on the corner |
| And to all the neighborhood wachos |
| That waste your life, yeah black |
| bad singers |
| yeh, yeh |
| yeah yeah |
| My throne is lost in the underground |
| My honor is something they will never buy |
| That shit burns, I have to forget |
| That fucking bitch wants to kill us |
| It is necessary to differentiate the essential level |
| Evidence of my beliefs in random experiences |
| A coffee and to think, little faith in the altar |
| Give me a break, life, I want to escape |
| No don't bother my pack |
| Is that your life? |
| I do not believe anything |
| Do not aim if the gun is not loaded |
| With the fancy mind and the stained Nikes |
| My plague, joining that denouement |
| Tickets are missing, luck is missing, aces are missing |
| Crash into her gaze like a kamikase |
| MDB, prim', classy neighborhood |
| MDB, classy neighborhood |
| Classy neighborhood, classy neighborhood |
| Haha |
| I', I' |
| Fuck this shit, flat caps and a good beat |
| Around the city, all day looking at bitches |
| Fuck this shit, they already ask for my click |
| Around the city, all day rolling weed |
| Fuck this shit, beauty beauty on my feet |
| Around the city, all day looking at bitches |
| Fuck this shit, dance |
| Around the city, all day rolling weed |
| Serial and chocolate, nicotine and mate |
| Few can do it like the Cracker did |
| Love is combat, your heart doesn't beat |
| Whores wanting to see us, it's the real state |
| Get off, your unattainable love |
| Ha, my indelible dark circles |
| I smoke in the corner with untrustworthy looks |
| I spit priceless dope |
| too late haha |
| Very late |