Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Hill

"Esto no me gusta. la gente, la gente no sirve pa' mierda
Aqui yo soy, yo soy Capitan Pingaloca. Y to' mundo
Me sirve a mi o va carajo. Oye revolucion compadre!"

In the midst of the madness no question, who's the
MC's in the game runnin for the
Take a few seconds to review the
Sittin on top is the lookin over you
Hill Niggas, cream in my dream
Cookin up a scheme for all them big figures
The is yours, but it can be mine and his
you out the frame, I don't give a fuck who it is
Number one mission,
Get thrown sent home in position
In the casket, best
At the bottom of the lake, sleepin the fishes
out search for the body
Of the MC's who be comin to disrupt the
No wins, no ends, no way
That I'm gonna let ya come back again

my dramatics, brains get splattered, dreams shattered
Sabas get blasted for words he
Peep the adolescents, on his defense
Power - U niggaz fast like Puerto Ricans
What you seekin, son I catch cream Dominicans
Last Mohican, lyrics I'm speakin, wild as
Tomahawk - slang, the violent talk
Upstate New York, chumps get extorted for Newports
you thought?

Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the
- That I'm ever gonna let ya come again
That that that I'm ever let ya come back again
Ease back, ease or I squeeze up on the trigger
- I'm ever gonna let ya come back again
Ease back, back
Ease back, back or I squeeze up on the trigger
- That I'm ever let ya come back again

"Y ya esta dicho. los que no les guste mi 'rebote' van a morir
Yo le voy a meter una a la cabeza a cualquier maricon
Que no me persiga a mi a la 'singadapuerta'. Oye, hijo
Quiero la cara!"

Words in chant, the cheeky - eyed slant
I'm takin these plants yo for grant'
Exotic, narcotic, tunes soon
From a dune in the desert - Babylon pleasure
Comin out the domepiece, smell my
Warrior nomad, put you in a
Comma, llama, - crashin your armor
Drama, I'm a, stealth bomber
Here is where I at the gates o' hell
It ain't where you're from where you're in the mentals
And if not yo, credentials are
I see reality, few surroundin me
Three like a spread, strikes the lyric
Not frontin or braggin, hundred red dragon
Pine lyrics, the rhymes you can't imagine
The globe - trotter, call me Lemon
Five part criminal, two part

That I'm ever gonna let ya back again
That that that I'm ever let ya come back again
Ease back or I up on the trigger
- That that I'm ever gonna let ya come again
Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the
- That I'm ever gonna let ya come again
Ease ease back
Ease back, back or I squeeze up on the trigger
- That I'm ever gonna let ya back again
Ease or I squeeze up on the trigger

"Esta dicho! Aqui, la revelacion! No se la ve por
los maricones del norte, que los voy a matar yo
Va a ser aqui en nuestro pais. Y los 'singamasones'
Que singando un mundo. Tambien, van a ver la muerte
De mismos, lo en las manos de ellos. Un dia, va a ser sangre
sangre. La peste de los cuerpos muertos, vas a oir
Que se va a hueler. Hasta los Unidos, estos cabrones
Que con la democracia, que nos 'tan singando en el
Todos son mismos cabrones