Cano D – Brooklyn Man

Cano D – Brooklyn Man Lyrics

Artist: Cano D
Song: Brooklyn Man

Así vengo oye girla
Ando con mis amigos que le gusta el ganja
Brooklyn man, cilindro de pistola
Así vengo oye girla

Ando con mis amigos que le gusta el ganja
Brooklyn man, cilindro de pistola
Soy maximo contender
Yal me conoce, el bobo no la hace

This is elvis g, musical champion
Pistola en mano
El jota representé
Bobo, no llores

Llama al swat team
Eres hombre muerto si tratas de imitarme
Saco el ak full, como corres cobarde
Brooklyn man, no puedes conmigo

Interpreto, intimido
Mi criminal estilo
Habrán muchos cantanres pero pocos la hacen
Así vengo oye girla

Ando con mis amigos que le gusta el ganja
Brooklyn man, cilindro de pistola
Así vengo oye girla
Ando con mis amigos que le gusta el ganja

Brooklyn man, cilindro de pistola
Estás, estás advertido
Uso gunshots si te metes en mi camino
Este, oeste, cual de todos bravo

Se acaban las balas, vamos a las cuchillas
Al este modifica el ak full para que se quita
No intimida, estilo de guapo
Boom-bye-bye, procedimiento de sapo

Gangsta…
Sonaron campanas
Estoy ready to kill, la fama nos llama
Deleito par de blunts cargados de ramajama

Maleante en el studio se pasa de la raya
Al criticon shot, gatillo que se vaya
El bobo se cayó, estilo de zion
No hagas que me encojone porque ruge el león

Rawrrrr…
Así vengo oye girla
Ando con mis amigos que le gusta el ganja
Brooklyn man, cilindro de pistola

Así vengo oye girla
Ando con mis amigos que le gusta el ganja
Brooklyn man, cilindro de pistola
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Brooklyn Man Lyrics – English Translation

Thus I come hey girla
I walk with my friends who like the ganja
Brooklyn Man, gun cylinder
Thus I come hey girla

I walk with my friends who like the ganja
Brooklyn Man, gun cylinder
I am better contend
Yal knows me, the fool does not do it

This is elvis g, musical mushroom
Gun in hand
The jota represented
Fool, don’t cry

Call Swat Team
You are a dead man if you try to imitate me
I take the AK Full, as a coward
Brooklyn Man, you can’t with me

I interpret, intimidate
My criminal style
There will be many singing but few do it
Thus I come hey girla

I walk with my friends who like the ganja
Brooklyn Man, gun cylinder
Thus I come hey girla
I walk with my friends who like the ganja

Brooklyn Man, gun cylinder
You are, you are warned
Use gunshots if you get on my way
East, western, which of all brave

The bullets are over, let’s go to the blades
To the east it modifies the AK Full so that it is removed
Not intimidated, handsome style
Boom-Kye-Kye, toad procedure

Gangsta …
Bells sounded
I’m read to kill, fame calls us
Blunts torque loaded by Ramajama

Maleante in the Studio is passed from the line
To the criticon shot, trigger that leaves
The fool fell, Zion style
Don’t make me breathe because the lion roars

Rawrrrr …
Thus I come hey girla
I walk with my friends who like the ganja
Brooklyn Man, gun cylinder

Thus I come hey girla
I walk with my friends who like the ganja
Brooklyn Man, gun cylinder
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

Cano D Lyrics – Brooklyn Man

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Release Year: 1997