Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blue Magic, artist - Yulian. Date of issue: 25.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Blue Magic(original) |
| Yeah |
| Aqui sobran toda la herramienta y paramo' lowkey |
| Esto cabrone hablan de Jesus (hablan de Jesus yeah) |
| Esto cabrone hablan de Jesus como tu piensa que to’eto Judas no abriran su boca |
| para hablar de mi (ha) |
| Hacemo cultura, rich gang como Young Thug |
| Demasiada piedra tiene mi reloj (tiene mi reloj) |
| Yo queria ser milo antes de los 22 (yeah) |
| Me enamore del trap y mis novias se llama la Glock (prrr yeah) |
| Yo he ganao’dinero (yeah) |
| Mucho amigo nuevo (no) |
| He botao lo chavo adentro del putero |
| He perdio amigo sin decir adios se van en un viaje directo pa’cielo (damn, yeah) |
| Pero eso no es nuevo |
| Porque si e’la calle corremo el ghetto como lo prieto |
| Si cantan 30 no damo' detalle |
| Si un dia me caigo pero que mi shooter tiren y no fallen |
| O que te buquen en la mini-van junto a los Rottweiler |
| Somo pure, blue magic, no tenemos corte (tenemo'corte) |
| Por ta abusando me' ta citando la Suprema Corte (yeah) |
| High class un nuevo porte |
| Tengo lo gringo tirando del norte pa que mi flow puro dominicano yo se lo |
| deporte |
| To lo’gramo al lado dinero sin money machine |
| Los Louis Vuittin lo ropa roja y no es San Valentin (damn) |
| Me bautizaron yo soy un G |
| Gangsta, prendo en el carro todo el humo parece neblina te puede dar asco |
| Yeah, lean en el galon |
| Hago una oracion, por lo unico que se quedaron en el callejon |
| No tenia na en la cartera, ahora subo un post con un fajo de 100 en la Louis |
| Vuitton, todo activo por si tu ronca en una ocacion |
| Yo he ganao’dinero (yeah) |
| Mucho amigo nuevo (no) |
| He botao lo chavo adentro del putero |
| He perdio amigo sin decir adios se van en un viaje directo pa’cielo (damn, yeah) |
| (translation) |
| yeah |
| Here all the tools are left over and we stopped lowkey |
| This bastard talk about Jesus (they talk about Jesus yeah) |
| This bastard talks about Jesus like you think that all of Judas will not open their mouths |
| to talk about me (ha) |
| We do culture, rich gang like Young Thug |
| Too much stone has my watch (has my watch) |
| I wanted to be milo before 22 (yeah) |
| I fell in love with trap and my girlfriends are called the Glock (prrr yeah) |
| I have earned money (yeah) |
| A lot of new friend (no) |
| I have thrown the chavo inside the whorehouse |
| I have lost a friend without saying goodbye, they go on a direct trip to heaven (damn, yeah) |
| But that's not new |
| Because if the street runs the ghetto like the dark |
| If they sing 30 we don't give details |
| If one day I fall but let my shooter shoot and don't miss |
| Or get picked up in the mini-van with the Rottweilers |
| We are pure, blue magic, we do not have a cut (we have a cut) |
| For ta abusing me, citing the Supreme Court (yeah) |
| High class a new bearing |
| I have the gringo pulling from the north so that my pure Dominican flow I know it |
| sport |
| To the gram next to money without money machine |
| Louis Vuittin wears it red and it's not Valentine's Day (damn) |
| They baptized me I am a G |
| Gangsta, I light up in the car all the smoke looks like fog it can make you sick |
| Yeah, lean on the gallon |
| I say a prayer, for the only thing that stayed in the alley |
| I had nothing in my wallet, now I upload a post with a wad of 100 in the Louis |
| Vuitton, all active in case you snore on occasion |
| I have earned money (yeah) |
| A lot of new friend (no) |
| I have thrown the chavo inside the whorehouse |
| I have lost a friend without saying goodbye, they go on a direct trip to heaven (damn, yeah) |