Luyện nghe bài hát Dinero, Mujeres Y Botellas (en inglés)

me
I lift on the left of the bed
I'm going to the village and the calls me
Many want to see me dead
And I'm still alive the dead

They want to lower my finger, but they no power.
We meet to face now that they are going to do
Are ten for the and three for the coconut
I they give them time to respond

I'm ready at the base, wica and revolu
If you lower your finger, we'll hunt you and turn off the light
You are but speak well
But his combo is forty and is one hundred

Silent, the listen fuchsia and say woah !!
I've been kicked out of nine, been borrowed
This is for my combo, that are saved
He gets pissed, he goes to the side

We have, money, and women in the club
We can do it a glock.
For who there is no breack, we are gansgta
We are

We did not
And that bite or bark
Bobolon, kill her dreams, kill you
in PR there are no king
We are gansgta, we are

Hidden pigeons, one does not last a lifetime
And right on the avenue, the ones are back
For now, make it for a while in the fridge
They had to shotiar, the

They could not to see the whole run in the WB
The mercedez, much thirty, the FN
From the control tower, circling the great
And to they do not indicate clear faciateza with the view

From the glass last night, I zumbo yaco
I said matalos on the street with falco
We follow on fire, lucao ...
You in the lights and we hunt you with wica

I dreamed again with a stick, but I saw it
Told me tell the magician, we are the hard
They were and it is not known who did it
the father catches them, he's going to hit the floor

Here the rises, has to go down
We have not dropped yet
We continue to fire on the

We have, money, bottles and in the club.
We can do it a glock.
For who turns there is no breack, we are
We are

We did not
And dogs that bite or
Bobolon, kill her dreams, kill you
Here in PR are no king
We are gansgta, we are

There are a of women who lend by ironing name
Look for the shotta comic, a lot of name
That if peninsejo, put so-and-so of
You saw Mommy, you bastard, you bastard.

We are still annoyed,
the castle and I'm ready, just in case
I keep burning and a greeting
The donkeys come

is for the gansgters
To identify all
I'm just a
But if they try they die

Simple, I'll the weeping woman
And I'll your name and delete you from the area
We are gansgta, yes, we have been from the map
there is no superman, no layers

I go out to hunt and in the mind pickys
Then we put you and with blacky
This is the real thirty-foot comb, mickey
Many are upset and do not nacky nacky

AA
From the control
canton
Tell me

We are on
That's what God