Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Space Shit, artist - Yulian. Date of issue: 19.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Space Shit(original) |
| Mafia the creator |
| Yeah! |
| Hoy |
| La codeina me tiene en limba |
| Recibiendo el pack |
| Mis canciones pa esto little nigga son lineas de crack (straight up!) |
| Mucho bla bla bla me llenan el chat |
| La backpack yo tengo atrás repleta de sueño que tu mala la envidia me la puede |
| borra |
| Somos creadores de contenido, tu contenido esta muy atrás |
| Duele mi cabeza de tanto contar, rompemos la regla |
| Seguimos el legado como lo hace Biggie soy un 2Pac |
| El carro a lo nascar haciendo zigzag |
| Al ziploc no le caben mas de la high space |
| Gang gang, cual es tu gang oyendo Wu-tang Clan |
| Muy agresivo, la cartera lleno de explosivo |
| Dime donde tan? |
| que yo no lo veo, me paso el día con el mafioso en el |
| laboratorio desde los inicios cocinando esto somos meritorios |
| Me sobran los clavo en el dormitorio |
| No hablen de mi gente, esquiva tu velorio tamo en otro rollo los true religion |
| se me nota el bollo |
| Ahora tamo bien, nos sobran las putas y los billetes de 100 |
| Real quick por eso no me ven, con diamante son toa' mia chains |
| Nigga goddamn, la maldad te corre por la piel, solo ven si tu quiere probar |
| (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| No me tira si quiere ver, tu estilo nuevo pa mi son de ayer |
| problema y sapo lo miro junto bajo la Cartier |
| Camino a la cima no voy a perder |
| Un par de overdose antes de amanecer |
| Todo diciendo «no puede ser» porque su odio me hizo avanzar me hizo crecer |
| Ganar poder, donde yo vivo parece un cartel |
| Te doy empleo por el trap phone, los mensaje al cell |
| Real nigga como de scarface, cuando yo prendo salgo del space |
| Alto como Drake cuando esta en la seis (6ix) |
| En el siento yo tengo una A. K |
| Pero no caben todo lo palo pa borrar tu face |
| Straight up |
| Mucha pastilla adentro del club |
| Mucho draco, mucha plug |
| Mucho morado, mucho syrup, mucha ganga, mucho trini, mucho crip, mucho blood |
| (translation) |
| mafia the creator |
| Yeah! |
| Today |
| Codeine has me in limba |
| Receiving the pack |
| My songs for this little nigga are crack lines (straight up!) |
| A lot of blah blah blah they fill my chat |
| The backpack I have behind full of sleep that your bad envy can me |
| delete |
| We are content creators, your content is far behind |
| My head hurts from counting so much, we break the rule |
| We carry on the legacy like Biggie does I'm a 2Pac |
| The Nascar-style car doing zigzag |
| The ziploc does not fit more than the high space |
| Gang gang, what's your gang listening Wu-tang Clan |
| Very aggressive, the portfolio full of explosive |
| tell me where so? |
| I don't see it, I spend the day with the gangster in the |
| laboratory from the beginning cooking this we are meritorious |
| I have too many nails in the bedroom |
| Do not talk about my people, dodge your wake we are in another roll the true religion |
| my bun shows |
| Now we are fine, we have plenty of whores and 100 bills |
| Real quick that's why they don't see me, with diamonds they are all my chains |
| Nigga goddamn, evil runs through your skin, only come if you want to try |
| (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| He doesn't shoot me if he wants to see, your new style for me is from yesterday |
| problem and toad I look at it together under the Cartier |
| On my way to the top I won't lose |
| A couple of overdose before dawn |
| All saying "it can't be" because her hate of her made me move forward made me grow |
| Gain power, where I live looks like a billboard |
| I give you a job by the trap phone, the messages to the cell |
| Real nigga like scarface, when I turn on I go out of space |
| High as Drake when he in the six (6ix) |
| In the sit I have an A.K |
| But they don't fit all the stick to erase your face |
| straight up |
| Lots of pills inside the club |
| A lot of draco, a lot of plug |
| A lot of purple, a lot of syrup, a lot of bargain, a lot of trini, a lot of crip, a lot of blood |