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Aire Pa Respirar Mi Gyal

(this is original killah man y chato 473)
My gyal, my gyal, my gyal
sweet as honey looks good where it goes
My gyal, my gyal, my gyal
the scent of your skin my are to breathe
My gyal, my gyal, my gyal
absence of his being makes me feel bad (oh Gyal)

To me you are my gyal and no more
I slide through the curves of your body
and I find peace

I'm able to think if someday you'll leave.
you are my wish always to see a shooting star

The first person who bet on me
This hasn't been easy, but Celavi.
there was no silver for themes nor for beats

But my gyal will get us out of there.
and f*** money love is more important
cares more about his body full of implants.
For his expensive clothes and every day give more singing
I prefer to worry that my love will never lack me
it's really gyal smoking chilling

sweet as honey, spicy as chili
hold firm like the military
again I became really gyal soming chilli

My gyal, my gyal, my gyal
sweet as honey looks good where it goes
My gyal, my gyal, my gyal
the scent of your skin my are to breathe
My gyal, my gyal, my gyal
absence of his being makes me feel bad (oh Gyal)

(Chato 473)
She's charming, she always looks so beautiful.
I'll make it my religion for me it's a goddess
its natural grandiose as a rose
its beauty compares to nothing

She doesn't want this to fail. She wants me to sing to her.
without having diamonds looks so elegant.
I'm a street kid, nothing important.
who sings what lives, I saw a singer's dream

has been my nurse because she gave me the cure
became (eh) my vice becoming my addiction
to see it is necessary to cause my inspiration
Just brushing his mouth turns the line.

and just you, you, nobody like you
always surprising in every dejavu
I'll give you heat even if it's cold like iglu
My guardian angel, mommy, that's you.

My gyal, my gyal, my gyal
sweet as honey looks good where it goes
My gyal, my gyal, my gyal
the scent of your skin my are to breathe
My gyal, my gyal, my gyal
absence of his being makes me feel bad (oh Gyal)

(Mexico and Spain)