Letra de En el club(ingles)

Haze

Letra de En el club(ingles) de Haze
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Letra de EN EL CLUB(INGLES) de HAZE.

( Haze )

In the club, people are prepared when I arrive.
In the club, at this rate he puts the brakes.
In the club, the girls were nodding with my game.
Hands in the air, touch the sky.

Take off and move it with this microphone,
I bring oxygen flow of a phenomenon,
I come to the show and they prove it,
I put them fire and no brake

In the club, some would stick to the rum and ice.
In the club, m makes you fly through the sky.

I make you fly without wings
Do not play the bad girl,
that when the bullets come tell me who stops,
tell me who speaks, tell me who pays
tell me who decides when things are bad,

street talk, silent fakers
and the haze does not fail when the battle begins

In the club, people are prepared when I arrive.
In the club, at this rate he puts the brakes.
In the club, the girls were nodding with my game.
Hands in the air, touch the sky.

Some lose control
with music and alcohol,
the girls are dancing to me,
and one for when my micro shooting is set to launch the wings
Who brings you action?
anger, lust leads to my mouth,
heat rises, warming my centubrias,
morbid curiosity makes you ask your fire will rain
I release you and your look becomes dirty.

In the club, dancing and rubbing will ask for a kiss
your tongue and it causes me asking me sex
In the club, people are prepared when I arrive.
In the club, at this rate he puts the brakes.
In the club, the girls were nodding with my game.
Hands in the air, touch the sky.

Dj, the street is law
my music do not stop, replay in the place,
alive in every mp3 in your face,
that of the birds back ok? mei day.

Wolf, here comes your new casanova.
latin lover arrives that lets you game over.
Slowly steals your heart, taste legendary
coba Qurei away your poison.

I´m a pirate, on the road going by boat
big problem is where do I park?
Street style tomorrow across the pond,
I have respect for the street as a drug.

I am a pirate of the stage,
ringing in the neighborhoods because there is no opponent.

In the club, the problem becomes licentiousness.
In the club, from hand to hand moves the poison.
In the club, they hide the emotion, move the money.
Hands in the air, touch the sky.
In the club, the club ...