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

me
I lift on the left of the bed
I'm to the village and the street calls me
pigs want to see me dead
And I'm alive among the dead

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

I'm at the base, with wica and revolu
If you lower 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 shottas fuchsia and say woah !!
I've kicked out of nine, they've been borrowed
This is for my combo, those that are
He pissed, he goes to the other side

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

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

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

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

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

I again with a stick, but I saw it dark
Told me the magician, we are still the hard
They satelite 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 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, her dreams, she'll kill you
Here in PR are no king
We are gansgta, we are

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

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

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

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

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

AA
From the control
canton
Tell me

We are on
That's what God