Luyện nghe bài hát El Moro

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

If ya settle for less - el Moro
Always God - el Moro
Take out the best - el
We are Moro's - Moro's

(Majid)]

Face the
'Cause you will never it here
I'm it clear
You better
Something rotten in like in Shakespeare
I suggest you hold tight to the you hold dear
Damn I'm getting tired of these motherfucking
Who's jealous who's the ones that hates
Claiming the got backs but they never their cake
Talking 'bout sharing but all they do is
The ultimate the illest shit you any tournament
Take your rap and it
the name you heard of it
Calm your asses down the screams at ease
You no justice I convert no peace

(Isam)]

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

(Lenny)]

Ya lo sabes......

Estan fuera de
Ambicionando nuestro
Inalcanzable
Es, pan o muerte en selva soy tacano
Somos los
cuando esto es necesario
Luz en lo oscuro que dicen que es mi
inculcado sabor en concreto
Pintando mi sangre y mi por supuesto
Vieja foto de lo
Y si ha en la portada se me ha ido de la mente
Soy bohemia de las
Contemporaneo y
Y dentro de mi casa soy todo un
Asi que de aqui al horizonte
la M por El Moro
Anche no niente

You it....

out of line
Pursue our
Unattainable
It's bread or dead and in this I'm niggardly
We're the
when we need to be it
Light in the they say me hometown is
We have inculcated flavour in the
Painting my blood and my suburb of
An old photo of the already
And if it had in the cover then I overlooked it
I'm the of words
and sincere
And inside my house I'm a
So everyone from here to the
the M for El Moro
Though you get this

(Waqas)]

I stay on like a stinger
You me Jinnah
Never focus still I came out a sinner
I'm not here to the world just clean my house
And up my mom in a coup 'cause she needs a new couch
Its you can't run or hide
'Cause we across like the truth I tell you no lie
At first underrated these kids won't
In no time they will be over as quick as a snap
We the critics now look who run rap
It feels good even your sister be faking my
At hugs and kisses
you diss us
You can't us scars that we can't heal with stiches