Luyện nghe bài hát 12 Discípulos (en ingles)

Good, town!
Here the 12 are!
were many the calls!
But 12 the ones!
As saying it is worthwhile to continue living!
Until it arrives us the it dinner!

C]
Take off pa' to put on me
We see here who is who
Then they say that it was not noticed
are twelve that give for a hundred
Take off pa' to put on me
We will see who is who
Then they don't say that it was not
They are that give for a hundred

Dee]
This is my season of Rican (he/she Ages!)
To those of the I toast distributing
pal lao' that is the shift of my discharge
Here is not na' pa' you, neither pa' your long language
That you know your liriquear and of throwing with flow
That you your, your you don't know na', the one that knows here is me
To the buscones I damage them their intentions
But it is worth that they are the pants well

Calderón]
They joined 12, and here this the but of to's
Riddling, killing
Dirty difficult with your I warp I myself
Speaking of monkey, the type sings King Kong
You at it fronteando of the but locario
The catch-bofeta' of the
copying, the but shell
A with papers speaking of you chewed

That it leaves them a ray, comes savage
To my I am not off the turro neither the voltage
leave in a trip, what comes is sabotage
I will be waiting for you when for my you lower
I put him/her strongly pa' that the shakes
I will see as frontean, perrean, and they
of cardboard, I have opinion there is not doubt
Hopefully of the 12 it doesn't me any Judas

Take off pa' to put on me
We see here who is who
Then they say that it was not noticed
They are twelve that give for a
off your pa' to put on me
We see here who is who
Then don't say that it was not noticed
They are twelve that for a hundred

Yankee]
(That that!)
Yankee injects them the lethal morphine
That he/she that they bleed for the wound
Play you the letters the brisca has them me
Vamonos to million, melting the bombillon
I stop in the soneo
Defeating the key, the rumba with my
Every time that I put this my attitude
Take off your I am in this but that your

[Ivy
off your that I arrive the caballota
The dog, the goddess, the
The mommy has the tumbao'
To the one stops to the front I take it to me enredao'
Chilling for that the has the mambo and
Chilling, whenever I killing
if in Puerto Rico already know it
I arrive the queen so of this you pa'ca

[Johnny
Blessed the one that listens liriqueo
off your if you don't give the size, what there is is fire
(Pa' after!)
Then he/she say that it was not noticed
(Pa' after!)
Here the cod was
I Celia's sugar, and Tito's Bridge rumba
I as Tito, and I give sticks like Clemente
I don't sing of cora' I with the cora'
It was worthwhile so delay

[Nicky
Take off pa' to put on me
We will see who is who
Then they don't say it was not noticed
They are twelve that give for a
off your pa' to put on me
We will see who is who
Then don't say that it was not noticed
They are twelve that give for a
G]
The thing saw me in the clear thing as in the dark thing
And I swear you that without I am the more than I last
Toditos one to one
They are knuckles, I am a single knot
for you all the pliers that are necessary
They have a language and I several
He/she feels my flow for I happen
With a microphone, and 12 siblings in the arm

Here I arrive with their season
Us to the other
To make good is my obligation
Some sauce reggaeton
Now I come I specify
Loading I surrender
And it is not necessary another I
We Are the 12

Look, my brother!
Let us take place that this continues dancing,
sweating!
Existing like inside a disk,
or in a one!
And never, it rains or thunder, let us be
of the conscience!
we are 12!
Tomorrow... we will be