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

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

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

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

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

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, her dreams, she'll 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, we'll make it for a 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, circling the view
And to which they do not clear faciateza with the view

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

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

Here the whole rises, has to go
We have not anything 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 bite or bark
Bobolon, her dreams, she'll 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, mentioning a lot of
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, in case
I keep hard and a greeting
The come down

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

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

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

AA
From the control
Bastard
me partner

We are on
That's God wants