Luyện nghe bài hát Los 4 raptasticos (english)

I stand Bazzel, Nayck and Cloud,
I'm Porta and they me from my previous show.
flow, my voice brat, okay 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 that rap pa 'time.
Soma is in the pa 'jaw-dropping,
if you want to really out, go, come to my concerts.
Are you drooling like me Final Fantasy,
or Dragon Ball, a pen and paper syntax.
This is what I have spare and lexicon,
I lie down like dominoes, I f*** style millimeter.
Your metric I know flushed with rap,
I wear the and I'm the beast of the deity,
like in Zelda, I want to sexy,
the issue of girls all Mogollon.
Nothing is the hint and goes pa 'almost all,
I'm not sexist but is for Mongol.
A always fuckable, and my sentence is legendary.
Zara see the girl, not a matter of aesthetics.
You're on your fashion? You want to be rappers
then throw into a forum and criticadme no criteria.
Envy is bad, rap pimp have a cate,
I know well that your life has suspends mates.
myself, my style surprised (I am only)
I do shadow over charging for collaboration
the is the first to lose, this is the show of four,
this is my turn, rap accurate, I cast free, so, share.
Get excited, there are mistakes in English exam.
My weight, despite all, is equal 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.

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Bazzel, Porta, Nayck, Cloud, we are the 4 raptásticos.
4 against all, your classic style.
is central, close mouth,
explicit rap, we leave out your style.

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

Four egos your stereotypes
the baffles,
although, you know, of prey, flying away from your lares,
flamboyant rhymes, lace.
lies in juggling,
Criticisms and you, turn and hit,
the tempo and I are
in the that's on your stereo.
Rapattack your colegueo arrhythmia,
call me or something,
international me sweat,
mortattack provoked, every day.
Because of my rap, I with the verses,
and that are overwhelmed,
representing new school, your sudo,
f*** me any of minions.
I come to leave it me, to leave it with me embroidery
you can still anchored,
say not inspired,
and it's any excuse not to measure yourself in county.
All the you see my side pulls,
openly, I f*** crew and oil flow,
I curro me to garments garrulous,
not measurable and I am a uncontrollable.
It is detestable to see you on the street, your shit you
sudo if I I get on a stage,
and ride you a number, me
and get I am without a fuc*** ass licking.

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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,
your rap passes my ass and throw it down the toilet.
MC and you do not what that means,
four against all the fairies of surgery.
To your gets bitten by the throat,
is it chokes on the tip of my prick,
very sow your added me to MSN,
I he was lewd and wants a sip of my penis.
Cupid from glory,
I in love, and the bitch of my ex-girlfriend,
dress rapper, I'm crazy you,
suck it bitch, sow, wipe your mouth.
I am a brush that makes you
you and you wet your pants at my red turnip
There are fools who comment stupid things in forums,
My demo is crap, but is for the deaf.
You are my fan and you're good, pa 'mi,
here if not or suck you put me not to admit.
The suck to get maxis, have chochos,
suck in the taxi and then, do you get the billets?
I started rapping old this autumn,
since I hear, just think the crack,
honey, it always comes from within beauty
f*** you if you wear a bag over his head.
Your are so typical to feel sorry to read,
could be classified into topical sluggish,
you're bad in rap and antidepressants,
If you make demo, just put dots.
Nasty girl, if you suck and a slut either,
or call here if you want to eat for breakfast:
636,336,091.
(This is the number of Bazzel, nymphomaniac here,
if you're a slut and I love her sucking, leave a after the beep.
If a guy, sorry, I'm fuc*** your girlfriend