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
Many pigs to see me dead
And I'm still alive among the

They to lower my finger, but they have no power.
We meet face to face now they are going to do
Are ten for the and three for the coconut
I doubt they give 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 street but speak
But his combo is and mine is one hundred

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

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 that bite or bark
Bobolon, kill her dreams, kill you
Here in PR there are no
We are gansgta, we are

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

They could not 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 clear faciateza with the

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

I dreamed again a stick, but I saw it dark
Told me tell the magician, we are the hard
They were and it is not known who did it
When the 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 is no breack, we are gansgta
We are

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

are a couple of women who lend by ironing name
Look for the shotta comic, 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 and I'm ready, just in case
I keep burning and a greeting
The donkeys come

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

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

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

AA
From the tower
canton
Tell me

We are on
That's what God