ANGELES Lyrics – Yulian
Singer: Yulian
Title: ANGELES
Angeles en el cielo, tengo mas de dos
Los galones de syrup, el enemigo se cayó
Mi cadena de noche brillan como el sol
El bollo en la Tom Ford
La Jeep high class
Siempre pienso en mi dolor
Lluvia de Fanta, los holdup en la calle, cuando taba’ atras
Ahora la marca prendiendo en el logo y con to la modelo
Doble C le gusta la Channel
Me gane el respeto, me sobra el poder
Me miro al espejo, me miro al espejo, me miro al espejo
Voy a ser un gangster, cuando pase el tiempo, cuando sea viejo
Tu puta modela los Calvin Klein
Subo de nivel, odiando la fama como
Parao’ en 30 me salien raíces
Tu eres un odiador negro que lo que tu dice
Yo no taba’ muerto, yo taba’ josiando
Me paré del piso, fue que yo quise
Desde el cielo Dios me bendice
Avance, la glock con case [Holy Jesus
La llave del Porsche, la caja de los Yeezys
Hacemo’ la tranza
Angeles en el cielo, tengo mas de dos
Los galones de syrup, el enemigo se cayó
Mi cadena de noche brillan como el sol
El bollo en la Tom Ford
La Jeep high class
Siempre pienso en mi dolor
Mafia The Creator
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ANGELES – English Translation
Angels in heaven, I have more than two
The Gallons of Syrup, the enemy fell
My night chain shine like the sun
The bun at the Tom Ford
The JEEP HIGH CLASS
I always think of my pain
Rain of Fanta, the holdup on the street, when it was’ back
Now the brand setting on the logo and with to the model
Double c likes the channel
I wore respect, I have enough power
I look at myself in the mirror, I look at myself in the mirror, I look at myself in the mirror
I’m going to be a gangster, when time passes, when it’s old
Your f#cking models the calvin klein
Upload level, hating fame as
Stop ‘in 30 I leave roots
You are a black hatener that what you say
I did not give ‘dead, I was’ josiando
I stopped from the floor, it was that I wanted
From heaven God blesses me
Advance, Glock with Case [Holy Jesus
The key of Porsche, the Yeezys box
I am ‘the tranza
Angels in heaven, I have more than two
The Gallons of Syrup, the enemy fell
My night chain shine like the sun
The bun at the Tom Ford
The JEEP HIGH CLASS
I always think of my pain
Mafia The Creator
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Lyrics Yulian – ANGELES
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