Luyện nghe bài hát Los 4 raptasticos (en inglés)

I with Bazzel, Nayck and Cloud,
I'm Porta and they me from my previous show.
Overflow flow, my voice brat, what?
What do you that you founded a kid of 17?
It's not about age, I think it was clear,
ready, again, upped the ante, you see there's rap pa 'time.
is in the device pa 'jaw-dropping,
if you to really freak out, go, come to my concerts.
Are you drooling like me Final Fantasy,
or Ball, grab a pen and paper syntax.
This is what I have spare and lexicon,
I lie down like dominoes, I fuck style millimeter.
Your I know little flushed with rap,
I wear the and I'm the beast of the deity,
like in Zelda, I to sows sexy,
the issue of liked all Mogollon.
Nothing is given the hint and goes pa all,
I'm not but reggaeton is for Mongol.
A former always fuckable, and my is legendary.
Zara see the hysterical girl, not a of aesthetics.
You're on your fashion? You want to be rappers
then throw yourself a forum and criticadme no criteria.
is bad, your rap pimp have a cate,
I know very well that life has suspends mates.
myself, my style surprised (I am only)
I do over charging for collaboration absurd
the second is the to lose, this is the show of four,
this is my turn, rap accurate, I free, so, they share.
Get excited, there are mistakes in your exam.
My weight, despite all, gold is to my intellect,
I the penis straight, Wahoo, I get in your ear,
going to freak out the rap that we bring, gentlemen, nothing is matter of age.

(x2)]
Bazzel, Porta, Nayck, Cloud, we are the 4 raptásticos.
4 all, breaking your classic style.
is central, your mouth,
explicit rap, we leave out typical style.

spares, your top I sorry
your most lime rhyme,
Mascara please, dry off the janitor in my
with Bazzel, faithful cómeme the Cimbrelo, new school.
Alert, for sale, ass is on offer,
I was in the nineties, faces,
my age income, evasive, passive rhyme
and so will, as a of defense.
the elite,
I you more laps than a satellite,
well before jumping to jump the empálmate,
Porta, Bazzel, Nayck and Cloud, for your delight.
This is not your Turman, deride,
you think the Sultan,
and you this instrumental're banal,
malfunctioning of your differential.
Then you become stagnant, every you choke rhymes,
take your in the mouth,
if so then he's breasts, to no more,
are mutually lick ass crew of blankets.
So everyone is happy in environment,
I am the body that you temper plasma,
and if you do not my rap you lie,
Chust yours is a man, flow's scary.
Acknowledge to be modern at glance,
from progressive hesitate
for recording and stink,
reveal when echáis nap.
A whole wafer, look, I it sounds beast
if you your battles lie not to fall to the first,
go scene, das embarrassment,
to take the ass, I was the vein.

Four egos knocking stereotypes
the baffles,
although, you know, birds of prey, flying from your lares,
flamboyant rhymes, lace.
lies in juggling,
Criticisms and you, turn and hit,
the and I are enserio
in the shit on your stereo.
Rapattack your colegueo arrhythmia,
Nayck me or something,
brands me sweat,
mortattack provoked, every day.
of my rap, I play with the verses,
and that are overwhelmed,
new school, your attempt sudo,
fuck me any of minions.
I come to leave it with me, to leave it me embroidery
while you can anchored,
say not inspired,
and any excuse not to measure yourself in this county.
All the you see my side pulls,
openly, I your crew and oil flow,
I curro me to your garrulous,
not and I am a soul uncontrollable.
It is detestable to see you on the street, your you spit
if I want I get on a stage,
and ride you a number, me
and get where I am a fucking ass licking.

(x2)]
Bazzel, Porta, Nayck, Cloud, we are the 4 raptásticos.
4 all, breaking your classic style.
is central, your mouth,
explicit rap, we leave out typical style.

You fool, do hesitate about age? Come and go,
rap passes through my ass and throw it down the toilet.
MC and you do not know what means,
four against all the of your surgery.
To your gets bitten by the throat,
is because it on the tip of my prick,
very sow your added me to MSN,
I said he was lewd and a sip of my penis.
spit from glory,
I in love, and the bitch of my ex-girlfriend,
dress preppy rapper, I'm you,
just it bitch, sow, wipe your mouth.
I am a that makes you handsome
you blush and you wet pants at my red turnip
are many fools who comment stupid things in forums,
My is crap, but yours is for the deaf.
You are my fan and you're good, pa 'mi,
here if not fuck or you put me not to admit.
The to get maxis, have sexy chochos,
in the taxi and then, where do you get the billets?
I started rapping old enserio autumn,
I hear, just think with the crack,
honey, it always comes from your beauty
only you if you wear a bag over his head.
Your reviews are so to feel sorry to read,
could be classified into topical sluggish,
you're bad in rap and antidepressants,
If you your demo, just put dots.
girl, if you suck and you're a slut either,
or call here if you want to eat cock for
636,336,091.
(This is the of Bazzel, nymphomaniac child here,
if a slut and I love her sucking, leave a message after the beep.
If you're a guy, sorry, I'm your girlfriend