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The Girl

Don Omar

La Niña

Esta es la historia de una niña que vivía en el Barrio de la paz,
de ella se decía que quería vender droga como su papa-aa-aa-aaaa,
por ella nada apostaba su futuro se nublaba y no había hecho mas que empezar,
quien no quiere dinero, dime quien no quiere dinero
pa gastarlo en la ciudad,
quería Pan quería Joyas, no valoras na si no lloras, lo mejor de no tener na,
es tener que trabajar y sudar por apartar la miseria a un lao,
conseguir respeto a base de coraje y cojones, ella lo tenia, ella lo sabia,
ella se lo merecía, valía pa eso y pa mas,
tenia to lo que quería, vestía la ropa con la que tu solo puedes soñaaaa-aaa-aaaa,
muchos son los talentos, que se pierden en la Mar,
pero cuando tu solo sirves pa traficar,es lo que pasa,
te llaman, te llaman tu teléfono no deja de sonar,
te llaman, te llaman,tu teléfono no deja de sonar,
te llaman, te llaman,tu teléfono no deja de sonar,
te llaman, te llaman,tu teléfono no deja de sonar,
Esta es la historia de una niña que vivía en el Barrio de la paz,
de ella se decía que quería vender droga como su papa-aa-aa-aaaa,
por ella nadie apostaba su futuro se nublaba y no había hecho mas que empezar,
quien no quiere dinero, dime quien no quiere dinero,
pa gastarlo en la ciudad,
a las 9 estaba allí, ni siquiera respetó lo que faltaba,
sin cuidado, volaron las balas,
tan difícil es levantarse por la mañana,
por ser mujer llevaba pistola, ya sabes pa no sentirse sola,
a nadie le gusta que le jodan, siempre, tu tienes que pensar dos veces,
quien se come la mierda cuándo aparecen,
si sales de allí es por que tienes suerte,
pa otra vez tendré mas cuidao Mama,Iré con gente,
tenia to lo que quería, vestía la ropa con la que tu solo puedes soñaaaa-aaa-aaaa,
Esta es la historia de una Niña que vivía en el Barrio de la Paz,
de ella se decía que quería vender droga como su papa-aa-aa-aaaa

The Girl

This is the story of a girl who lived in the neighborhood of peace,
It was said of her that she wanted to sell drugs like her dad-aa-aa-aaaa,
For her, nothing bet on her future was clouded and she had only just begun,
Who doesn't want money, tell me who doesn't want money
To spend it in the city,
She wanted bread, she wanted jewels, you don't value anything if you don't cry, the best of having nothing,
Is having to work and sweat to push misery aside,
To earn respect based on courage and balls, she had it, she knew it,
She deserved it, she was worth it and more,
She had everything she wanted, she wore the clothes you can only dream of-aaa-aaaa,
Many are the talents that are lost in the sea,
But when you're only good for trafficking, that's what happens,
They call you, they call you, your phone doesn't stop ringing,
They call you, they call you, your phone doesn't stop ringing,
They call you, they call you, your phone doesn't stop ringing,
They call you, they call you, your phone doesn't stop ringing,
This is the story of a girl who lived in the neighborhood of peace,
It was said of her that she wanted to sell drugs like her dad-aa-aa-aaaa,
For her, no one bet on her future was clouded and she had only just begun,
Who doesn't want money, tell me who doesn't want money,
To spend it in the city,
At 9 she was there, she didn't even respect what was missing,
Carelessly, the bullets flew,
It's so hard to get up in the morning,
Being a woman, she carried a gun, you know, not to feel alone,
No one likes to be screwed over, always, you have to think twice,
Who eats shit when they appear,
If you get out of there, it's because you're lucky,
Next time I'll be more careful, Mom, I'll go with people,
She had everything she wanted, she wore the clothes you can only dream of-aaa-aaaa,
This is the story of a girl who lived in the neighborhood of peace,
It was said of her that she wanted to sell drugs like her dad-aa-aa-aaaa