Luyện nghe bài hát Don de dios (ingles)

What out of my voice today
the "microphone"
My eyes ever seen
But rumour,
Of a in the capital,
District in Mexico,
Where
But will be outburst,
Where kills sings
"But I am the king,"
Which scours
As in street law, Czech güey,
There
Not coat or tie,
Pirated
Sold
And malandros thousand
In the alleys,
They hear my
it leaves the disk,
As seen in
To the of Tepito,
The or aguito me,
I was this the fart,
Nobody can cover the sun one finger,
Obrador chance and
for meromero,
Together the chota, accountants and bankers.

King is fair
That is king as bastard
That King is
That is king, padrote,
King that is any morrito the neighborhood wants to become
Head to the
King is fair that (drug), (padrote) show.

For who know me know
Since I been a twelve Guarrio,
Nobody me I
What life is in the neighborhood,
I was to the criminal,
And the of a brother,
And locked up
See who is flesh,
rhyme is dedicated
Ap of truth,
If I you to visit
that these included,
Güey gave me volteon
That is not forgotten,
Like and Chepo,
The chile I have lived,
With pa 'Tepito,
As as shooting,
Determined to
arrives with the poster,
Preferable to singing,
In the asalte,
Not "wachas" in the
my language.

That is fair
That is king as head
That is fair
is narco king, padrote,
King that is what any the neighborhood wants to become
Head to the
King is that (drug), fair (padrote) show.

Brothers, betrayals, parrot, hearths, dogs,
Malandros and honors,
In this place anything is fiction,
everything is a Gift of God,
Tepito districts care,
Hence what you leave very expensive,
Where does to pay,
clear accounts pa 'lasting friendship,
is earned,
But no that you awaken tomorrow,
And do not believe that this is a myth, is real,
is done in Tepito.

That King is
That is as head bastard
King is fair
That is king, padrote,
King that is what any morrito the wants to become
to the bastard
King is fair (drug), fair (padrote) show.