Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Hill

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

In the midst of the no question, who's the baddest
MC's in the runnin for the status
Take a few to review the crews
Sittin on top is the Hill lookin you
Killa Hill Niggas, cream in my
Cookin up a scheme for all big bank figures
The is yours, but it can be mine and his
Bust you out the frame, I give a fuck who it is
one mission, opposition
Get thrown sent home in dead
In the casket, best
At the bottom of the lake, with the fishes
out search for the body
Of the MC's who be comin to the party
No wins, no ends, no way
I'm ever gonna let ya come back again

Check my dramatics, brains get splattered, shattered
Sabas get blasted for he packaged
the sequencecrab adolescents, on his defense
Power - U talkin fast like Puerto Ricans
What you seekin, son I cream like Dominicans
Last Mohican, lyrics I'm speakin, wild as
Tomahawk - Shaolin slang, the talk
New York, where chumps get extorted for Newports
What you

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

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

Words drop in chant, the - eyed slant
I'm takin these cannabis plants yo for
Exotic, narcotic, tunes soon
a dune in the desert Mega - Babylon pleasure
Comin out the domepiece, my aroma
nomad, put you in a coma
Comma, llama, smash - crashin armor
Drama, I'm a, stealth aircraft
is where I dwell at the gates o' hell
It ain't where you're from where you're in the mentals
And if not yo, are essential
I see reality, few surroundin me
like a spread, precise strikes the lyric
Not frontin or braggin, percent red dragon
Pine fragranced lyrics, the rhymes you imagine
The globe - trotter, call me Lemon
Five part criminal, two part

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

"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 pais. Y todos los 'singamasones'
Que estan 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 Estados Unidos, estos
Que con la democracia, que nos singando en el culo
Todos son mismos cabrones