Luyện nghe bài hát Don de dios (ingles)

What comes out of my voice
the "microphone"
My eyes have ever
But rumour,
Of a in the capital,
District in Mexico,
Where
But will be outburst,
Where that sings
"But I am the king,"
scours march
As in every law, Czech güey,
entrepreneurs
Not coat or tie,
Pirated
Sold
And malandros thousand
In the alleys,
They hear my
Before it the disk,
As in exclusive
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 with the chota, and bankers.

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

For those who me know
Since I have a twelve Guarrio,
tells me I
What life is in the neighborhood,
I was to the criminal,
And the of a brother,
And being up
See who is flesh,
rhyme is dedicated
Ap of truth,
If I you to visit
that these included,
Güey that gave me
date is not forgotten,
Like and Chepo,
The chile that I lived,
respect 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 bastard
That King is
That is king, padrote,
that is what any morrito the neighborhood wants to become
Head to the
King is fair (drug), fair (padrote) show.

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

That is fair
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 that (drug), (padrote) show.