Justin Quiles — No Quieren Que Gane song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "No Quieren Que Gane" by Justin Quiles.
Lyrics
No quieren que gane yo que salga bonito los sábados
me tiran la Mala
y yo sigo por encima eso es lo que les duele
no quieren que gane no no quieren que gane no no quieren que gane no me tiran la mala y yo No quieren que gane no pero soy rápido relámpago
ya es mucho tiempo que llevo en el juego
y es tiempo de dármela dármela
tira la pista pa masacrártela
te cambio tanto el Flow no sabe
ni pa donde vomitando letras escupidas ninguno ustedes se compara
Oh ten piedad Cristo por favor tú
ten piedad de to el que me mira mal
de to el que me desea mal
oh ten piedad Cristo por favor
tu ten piedad guíalos bien en la oscuridad
si me deseas mal se te multiplica
No quieren que gane yo que salga bonito los sábados
me tiran la Mala y yo sigo por encima eso es lo que les duele
no quieren que gane no no quieren que gane no no quieren que gane no me tiran la mala y to No quieren que gane pero son mis planes
quieren que lágrimas derrame
quieren que me cuelgue en el libro de la vida
pero voy a pasar el examen
se molestan verme subiendo
y los veo a ellos decayendo
no quieren grabar con el nene por qué los paseo
y es cosa que entiendo
llego el nene de la nueva y siempre esta nueva
la suela seguimos viajando
el mundo duela a quien le duela
duela a quien le duela
a mí no me venga con fronte
a mí no me venga con corte
que hasta mi Dj y mi corista tienen más estampas en su pasaporte
No quieren que gane no que salga bonito los sábados
me tiran la Mala y yo sigo por encima eso es lo que les duele
no quieren que gane no no quieren que gane no no quieren que gane no me tiran la mala y yo (x2)
Lyrics translation
They don't want me to win it nice on Saturdays.
they throw me the bad
and I'm still above that's what hurts them
they don't want me to win no they don't want me to win no they don't want me to win no they don't want me to win no but I'm lightning fast
it's been a long time since I've been in the game.
and it's time to give it to me.
throw the track to slaughter it
I change you so much the Flow does not know
no pa where puking spit letters none of you compare
Oh have mercy Christ please you
have mercy on the one who looks at me badly
the one who wants me badly
Oh have mercy Christ please
you have mercy guide them well in the darkness
if you wish me badly it multiplies you
They don't want me to win it nice on Saturdays.
they throw me the bad and I go above that's what hurts them
they don't want me to win no they don't want me to win no they don't want me to win no they don't want me to win but they're my plans
they want tears to shed
they want me to hang in the book of life
but I'm going to pass the test
they bother to see me go up
and I see them decay
they don't want to record with the baby why I walk them
and that's what I understand.
Here Comes the new baby and always this new one
the sole we keep traveling
the world Hurts who hurts
It Hurts who it hurts
don't come to me with forehead
don't cut me.
that even my Dj and chorus girl have more prints on their passport
They don't want me to win. they don't want me to be nice on Saturdays.
they throw me the bad and I go above that's what hurts them
don't want me to win don't want me to win don't want me to win don't throw me the bad and I (x2)