Luyện nghe bài hát El Moro

Out to the game - el Moro
the pain - el Moro
Knock them out' the frame - el

If ya don't for less - el Moro
God bless - el Moro
Take out the - el Moro
We are Moro's - Outland

(Majid)]

Face the
'Cause you will make it here
I'm it clear
You better
Something rotten in Denmark like in
I suggest you hold tight to the ones you hold
Damn I'm getting of these motherfucking snakes
Who's really jealous who's the that hates
Claiming the got backs but never share their cake
Talking 'bout but all they do is take
The ultimate the illest popping you any tournament
your rap and furnish it
Majid the you heard of it
Calm your asses down the screams at ease
You practice no justice I convert no

(Isam)]

Once 3
Biggie, Pac and Hov
9 out of 10 would put it 2 and one to go
Hearts full of hatred when it comes to rap
Got a classic? (Oh oh) ya best be
Everyday the game is growing mo' mo' problems
Mo' on pushing big units mo' violent
Hip hops changed, ain't a black thing G
Young kids in Baghdad 2 on 3
Holla West coast?! Naah West for life
Upside down, holla for my aight
Spit rhymes in Arabic on the level like Jada
You wouldn't if you should head bang or belly dance playa
I'm sand nigga type of Johnny Cochran yaw dig
wide like H.C. Andersen, I won't quit
Don't on the rap game, I depend on my brain
Ya stereotype me; I knock you out like prince

(Lenny)]

Ya lo sabes......

Estan fuera de
Ambicionando nuestro
Inalcanzable
Es, pan o muerte en esta soy tacano
los Quijotes
Frios cuando es necesario
Luz en lo oscuro que dicen que es mi
Hemos sabor en concreto
Pintando mi sangre y mi suburbio por
Vieja de lo existente
Y si ha en la portada se me ha ido de la mente
Soy de las letras
Contemporaneo y
Y dentro de mi casa soy todo un
Asi que todos de aqui al
la M por El Moro
Anche no capisci

You it....

out of line
Pursue our
pretension
It's or dead and in this jungle I'm niggardly
the Quixotes
Colds we need to be it
Light in the they say me hometown is
We inculcated flavour in the concrete
Painting my blood and my of course
An old photo of the already
And if it had been in the cover I overlooked it
I'm the bohemian of
and sincere
And my house I'm a pioneer
So everyone from here to the
the M for El Moro
Though you don't get

(Waqas)]

I stay on like a stinger
You me Jinnah
lost focus still I came out a sinner
I'm not here to change the world clean my house
And scoop up my mom in a coup she needs a new couch
Its outlandmoro you run or hide
'Cause we across like the truth I tell you no lie
At first these kids won't last
In no they will be over as quick as a finger snap
We beat the critics now who run rap
It feels good even your sister be my autograph
At shows and kisses
you diss us
You can't give us scars that we heal with stiches