Duro Lyrics – Cyril Kamer
Singer: Cyril Kamer
Title: Duro
El 50 cent europeo, n#gg#, ah-ah
Si no lo veo no lo creo, n#gg#, ah-ah
El 50 cent europeo, n#gg#
22—
Di-Di-Dices que eres duro, pero eso es mentira
Si yo te capturo (Jaja), tú ya no respiras
Si tú eras mi amigo, por qué te me vira’
Por qué te me vira’, por qué te me vira’
Yo vivo tranquilo aunque tenga par de enemigos
Nadie me llamaba cuando no tenía ni abrigos
Ahora muchos dicen que ellos sí que eran mis amigos
Pero colaboran con la poli como testigos
Co-Colaboran como testigos y por poco me como un caso
Venimos de la pobreza, compartimos platos y vaso
No me llevo de mujeres, con la calle sí que me caso
La mamá sí que me quiere en la riqueza y en el fracaso
En-Envío’ con el envase, soborno pa’ que lo pase
Querían que declarase, ya sabemo’ que no se hace
Por todas esas vivencias hay amigos que son familia
La palabra no se rompe como dice Pablo Gaviria
Seguimo’ en la calle, estamos metido en el fango
Si te pilla el Maru te va a poner a bailar tango
Robábamos la ropa en Primark, ahora en Mango
Los niveles se suben, oye, respeten los rango’
Di-Di-Dices que eres duro, pero eso es mentira
Si yo te capturo (Jaja), tú ya no respiras
Si tú eras mi amigo, por qué te me vira’
Por qué te me vira’, por qué te me vira’
Tengo soldados africano de piel negra como pantera
El Sise siempre me dice: “Estamos listo para la guerra”
En grupo tú eres un lobo, 1 a 1 tú eres una perra
No conocemos el miedo, todos vamos bajo la tierra
Todo el día haciendo deporte como Cristiano Ronaldo (¡Suu!)
Recuerdo la temporada que no había ni pa’ saldo
Haciendo yo las misiones, Moha estaba de respaldo
Cogimos un resfriado, somos duro’, no hay caldo
Dadme los Balones de Oro, yo soy Ronaldo el Nazário
Regate pa’ el policía y tranquilo para mi barrio
La meto por to’a la escuadra, humillamos al adversario
Bicicleta para la jueza y un caño para el comisario (Jeje)
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Tu gente tiene tola, la mía también (También)
Matarse no me mola, sé que eso no está bien
Pero si el código viola te tiraremos los cien
Y la mafia de África me pregunta que pa’ quién (Qué, qué, qué)
Dices que eres duro, pero eso es mentira
Si yo te capturo (Jaja), tú ya no respiras
Si tú eras mi amigo, por qué te me vira’
Por qué te me vira’, por qué te me vira’
Di-Di-Dices que eres duro, pero eso es mentira
Si yo te capturo (Jaja), tú ya no respiras
Si tú eras mi amigo, por qué te me vira’
Por qué te me vira’, por qué te me vira’
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Duro – English Translation
The 50 Cent European, n#gg#, AH-AH
If I don’t see it I don’t think so, n#gg#, Ah-Ah
The 50 Cent European, n#gg#
22—
Di-di-say you are hard, but that is a lie
If I capture you (haha), you no longer breathe
If you were my friend, why you turn to me ‘
Why do you turn to me ‘, why you turn to me’
I live calm even if I have a pair of enemies
No one called me when I had no coats
Now many say that they were my friends
But they collaborate with the Poli as witnesses
Co-collaborate as witnesses and for little I eat a case
We come from poverty, we share dishes and glass
I do not take women, with the street I do notice
Mom does love me in wealth and failure
En-envío ‘with the container, bribery for passing it
They wanted me to declare, I already know ‘that it is not done
For all these experiences there are friends who are family
The word does not break as Pablo Gaviria says
Following ‘on the street, we are involved in the mud
If the Maru catches you, he will put you to dance tango
We stole the clothes in Primark, now in Mango
The levels rise, hey, respect the rank ‘
Di-di-say you are hard, but that is a lie
If I capture you (haha), you no longer breathe
If you were my friend, why you turn to me ‘
Why do you turn to me ‘, why you turn to me’
I have African black leather soldiers like a panther
The Sise always tells me: “We are ready for war”
In group you are a wolf, 1 to 1 you are a dog
We do not know fear, we all go under earth
All day doing sports as Cristiano Ronaldo (Suu!)
I remember the season that there was not even a balance
Making the missions, Moha was supporting
We took a cold, we are hard ‘, there is no broth
Give me the golden balls, I am Ronaldo the Nazário
Happy for the police and calm for my neighborhood
I put the squad to the squad, we humiliate the adversary
Bicycle for the judge and a pipe for the commissioner (hehe)
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Your people have Tola, mine too (too)
Killing does not cool me, I know that’s not right
But if the code violates you will throw the hundred
And the Africa mafia asks me that who (what, what, what)
You say you’re hard, but that’s a lie
If I capture you (haha), you no longer breathe
If you were my friend, why you turn to me ‘
Why do you turn to me ‘, why you turn to me’
Di-di-say you are hard, but that is a lie
If I capture you (haha), you no longer breathe
If you were my friend, why you turn to me ‘
Why do you turn to me ‘, why you turn to me’
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Lyrics Cyril Kamer – Duro
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