Luyện nghe bài hát Don de dios (ingles)

What comes out of my today
the "microphone"
My have ever seen
But rumour,
Of a in the capital,
District in Mexico,
Where
But be bought outburst,
Where that kills
"But I am the king,"
Which march
As in street law, Czech güey,
entrepreneurs
Not coat or tie,
discs
Sold
And thousand rifan
In the alleys,
They hear my
it leaves the disk,
As in exclusive
To the of Tepito,
The or aguito me,
I was like the fart,
Nobody can the sun with one finger,
Obrador chance and
for meromero,
Together the chota, accountants and bankers.

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

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

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

Brothers, betrayals, parrot, hearths, dogs,
streets and honors,
In place anything is science fiction,
Just is a Gift of God,
Tepito districts care,
Hence what mistakes you very expensive,
does have to pay,
Hardly accounts pa 'lasting friendship,
is earned,
But no guarantees that you tomorrow,
And do not believe that is a myth, everything is real,
is done in Tepito.

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