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

me
I lift on the side of the bed
I'm going to the and the street calls me
Many pigs to see me dead
And I'm still among the dead

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

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

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

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

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

Hidden pigeons, one not last a lifetime prisoner
And right on the avenue, the ones are back
For now, we'll make it for a while in the
had to shotiar, the guilladera

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

the glass house last night, I zumbo yaco
I said casper matalos on the with falco
We follow on fire, indicates ...
You sleep in the lights and we hunt you wica

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

Here the whole rises, has to go
We not dropped anything yet
We to fire on the avenue

We have, money, and women 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 there are no
We are gansgta, we are

There are a couple of women who lend by name
for the shotta comic, mentioning a lot of name
That if peninsejo, put of such
You saw Mommy, you bastard, you bastard.

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

This is for the
To identify all
I'm a singer
But if they try die instantly

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

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

AA
From the tower
canton
Tell me

We are on
That's what God