Luyện nghe bài hát Aguacatona (english)

Hold the pigeon, the trumpet
the fly
That if you breast
In the Catherine with Stylite
a bit dry
No one challenges her, she is all a
As a in track-and-field
As a to the top
Like a good long
her is a fan club Palgas
And she shakes, and my pigeon
of ugly things
Pa 'que no
With its nalgaje
And her outfit
She is the
It's castor
With its Stylite Rome
Watering to smell in the lobby
I saw her, saw her as
And me in the disco
by Sisqo
And I throw a cliff

"Look, alone?"
Is a full moon, you be my wolf? "
I have a and I'm in a limo!
Inside it like pine!
Do not be afraid, I am a fine!
I anything!
Indeed, I the Chinese 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 with a rocket launcher ...

(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 give flush!)
(Lie pa 'back, my has thorns!)
(My bold, I'm not china!)

Okay, I stay on track

But I have more
Voy pa
Give me a of rum
Pa the son
That stubborn such that estilla
Any catches
For my mother to the brides
For women, and to the boards
I'm a hundred miles without control
Now I will the Armor-All
With the rather high
Because the is long
And if it goes fine, palga

Mira, mira,
For, partner,
You go violent than Sylvester Stallone
Low levels of action, my
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 cargo
Listo pa 'kicking up
Reunion, and slow, do not say
Your maw and swallows, will begin the saga

And I let go as if at
We our masses
In a fat bar
The skin 'in sweat sauce
She as any nurse
Squeezing the leather as
All a chimera, a diablita 'with bag
We were all night
Until I came out dark
I did the witch
As goldfish in fish bowl left me
the broth, directly to the mambo
Wasting no time, as you
The candy is as low
Blow your minty smell
Well guayadito to Freddy
Well, when I'm going to
Pa the cellular
He to escape
But I poderle
My shaving
This not make, pai

(With a bit of blush, the touch!)
(And the kids give 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!)