Luyện nghe bài hát Aguacatona (english)

Hold the pigeon, keep the
the fly
That if you have
In the Catherine Zeta Stylite
a bit dry
No one challenges her, she is all a
As a trophy in
As a to the top
Like a long homerun
Behind her is a fan club
And she shakes, and my pigeon
Think of ugly
Pa 'que no
With its high-voltage
And her outfit
She is the
what castor
With its European Stylite
Watering to 'the in the lobby
I saw her, saw her as
And me in the disco
by Sisqo
And I throw a cliff

"Look, alone?"
Is there a moon, you be my wolf? "
I have a and I'm in a limo!
it smells like pine!
Do not be afraid, I am a fine!
I anything!
Indeed, I shot the split!
Are you scared about the
Do not get hysterical!
I dance Chayanne in "Fiesta En America", then! "

"Oh, baby, hush!
rubbing! "

Diablo, this was foul ...
Moreover, by means of ...
I have tira'o a rocket launcher ...

(With a bit of blush, the touch!)
(And the kids them flush!)
(Lie pa 'back, my has thorns!)
(My bold, I'm not china!)
(With a bit of blush, the touch!)
(And the give them flush!)
(Lie pa 'back, my has thorns!)
(My bold, I'm not china!)

Okay, I stay on Pega'o

But I have more
Voy pa
me a shot of rum
Pa the son
That this such that estilla
Any devil
For my mother to the brides
For married women, and to the
I'm going a hundred miles without
Now I will the Armor-All
the rather high self-esteem
Because the is long
And if it fine, goes palga

Mira, mira,
For, partner,
You go more violent than Stallone
Low of action, my brother
There's no ...
(But I a cheese!)
Look, Bobby, it
Look, when you in.
You you take the
You see three pieces of gum
Pa down the smell of cigarette
First, it that no corillo
this alone, and if someone walks
Well, you Guillas of the
You go from the back, where this
Listo pa 'kicking up
Reunion, and slow, do not say
Your maw and swallows, which begin the saga

And I let go as if at
We our masses
In a fat bar
The skin muddy 'in sauce
She as any nurse
Squeezing the as cepeda
All a chimera, a mixture 'with bag
We dancing all night
I came out dark circles
I did the witchcraft
As goldfish in fish left me floating
Heating the broth, directly to the
no time, as you know
The candy is as low
Blow your breath smell
Well guayadito to Kenton
Well, when I'm to talk
Pa 'ask the
He to escape
But I poderle
My cream
does not make, pai

(With a bit of blush, the touch!)
(And the give them flush!)
(Lie pa 'back, my has thorns!)
(My bold, I'm not china!)
(With a bit of blush, the touch!)
(And the kids them flush!)
(Lie pa 'back, my has thorns!)
(My bold, I'm not china!)