Luyện nghe bài hát 12 Discípulos (en ingles)

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

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

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

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

That it them a ray, this comes savage
To my I am not turned off the neither the voltage
They leave in a trip, comes is sabotage
I be waiting for you when for my area you lower
I put him/her strongly pa' that the mommy
I will see as frontean, perrean, and sweat
Wicked of cardboard, I opinion there is not doubt
Hopefully of the 12 it doesn't leave me any

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

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

Queen]
Take off your I arrive the caballota
The dog, the goddess, the
The that has the tumbao'
To the one that to the front I take it to me enredao'
Chilling for the queen has the mambo and
Chilling, whenever I leave
if in Rico they already know it
I arrive the queen so of you throw pa'ca

[Johnny
Blessed the one listens this 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!)
the cod was distributed
I have Celia's sugar, and Bridge rumba
I compose as Tito, and I give sticks Clemente
I don't sing of I sing with the cora'
It was so much delay

Jam]
Take off pa' to put on me
We will see who is who
they don't say that it was not noticed
They are 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 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 batteries I am the more than I
Toditos one to one
They are many knuckles, I am a single
Look for you all the pliers are necessary
They a language and I have several
He/she my flow for where I happen
With a microphone, and 12 siblings in the arm

Here I arrive with their season
Us to the concern
To make music is my obligation
Some with reggaeton
Now I come without I
this 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 be mile