Luyện nghe bài hát Fear No Evil

(Juan talking)
What's matter wit'chu?
You think I'm fucking

(2x)
por la Raza

(Juan Gotti)
Nuestro,
Homeboy, get your right.
No Te
Puertas por libras de Hierbas
En la Selva, what'chu call the
Is my struggle to con muscle
Get my right, cause grin ain't no punk fool
I'm strap with the Mack, and I el Gap fool
Only screw Cause I'm raised de Houston
I'm the top gun the pop one and one
Padre Nuestro que estas en los
Please show love to my and perros
Trapped in ghettos su vida
Everyone praise salirte un dia
Sangre fria mother fucker
From the gutter, a mugger and
Straight Disaster, Yo Jale no
Y'all boys know can't fuck with my Raza

(Ronnie Spencer)
no Evil (Fear no Evil)
My (amigo)

They don't understand (won't chu me)
My (amigo)

Orasiones, de pobres
Pa and sobres de entonces
No te venimos de montes
Serving es moviendo estos jales
Quarter Keys, on the market
Please mi me cuidas mi madre
Se conpadre matando no
I'm the Pothead so drop dead con
No me siente, that's cool you feel me
Soy Hispano down for his family
Acting badly pain in my Cora
That's my right to find change in your
Fuck a chota, I gotta eat fool
or wrong if your brown they gonna get chu
No me aguito chunk in your sobres
It's my pain, it's my life, mis

(Chorus)

(South Mexican)
Tengo Hambre que el Tigre
Say Gotti let em know quien sigue
Todos no se que decir te
But your bitch on my nuts like chicle
On the streets selling diamonds and
Stay strapped homeboy no te
Quick S to the P Mex
Make you hoes like the T-Rex
I'm an nimal gun packing
Con Corona y Limon sin sal
La La Na Na Na Na Na
Don't asi se va
I'm high I explain
I'm in the rain
This song was from pain
So we go again

(Chorus)