Luyện nghe bài hát Rumores lo que se comenta por ahi (english)

"When one a bit of fame, people will notice, all
look for ways to shove I do not think many people credit to those
when they glimpsed a flicker of happiness there is always someone
who wants to destroy it. You should be careful what saying the
people, not the subject would take if think they are rumors, I do not
... What say? "

"Hey Uncle, uncle, I enterao that Porta, host, that the is a preppy
uncle, that the holder is a preppy, a boy daddy! "
"But how can that be? But if a super rapper, there goes
gangsta in neighborhood, you want to get and all around guy "" No,
no, it's not a preppy

Look, ...

Look, you are rumors, and I was sweating balls.
At the end say that and I are fags.
We have a crew of kids Montao in Lebu, what not?
I currar like a pig but he paid me daddy all,
You judge without knowing, you speak without
Who got to invent the letters I make them,
I know you fuc*** it so good and seek the
Hell, no trick, at night I in my room
Thinking, in all things,
In your press absurd pink
the rap on Porta,
You are the typical Porta silly with "is short"
and envy consumes you from the inside,
I watching this, sorry if you enraged.
True, the study Porta,
What I Invent me that I really eat the foreskin,
That I an egg on the face and I did nothing?
Everyone who delivered, you have it certified.
Leave me alone, shit, fame is not me.
So if neither me, do not say that I have uploaded.
Loose talk, judge without knowing, thing.
The criterion is something they very little use,
And the rappers talk about respect in the room,
I go gangster, ghetto, preppy, hippie and bakala.
Just what I to invent that payment for collaboration,
You must this panorama of the rap-fans.
I am repeating my and rayante,
Clear and well, you know I make it interesting,
I that you hate me, I'm entertaining,
I'm a preppy guy with hair and feathers in winter?
Ah, what I devote to steal bases? Coincidentally,
second-producers, with your incompetence.
Sell and then sell it to another is Xinkoa,
Mr. Trainor, I still hope letters of Boa
For I-agreements do with criticisms,
More church and Mr. Judas kiss.

I through my neighborhood, and I do not know why,
Is why not be bajini neighborhood and be MC?,
That it weighs, I'm cool, and arrogant.
me via Messenger and better if I'm Away,
I add 20 a day, eh, but I am a border.
Who knows me knows that my is pure disorder,
I am a child of parents I have everything,
I do not have much imagination to get a forum,
Uh, no molo, I do not smoke or drink, and it is no rapper,
A inventing the rock they are about Casper,
Damn, I'm sad guy, why the pilláis me?
do not say I died stamped to Lady Di
Your friends there that I f*** you in Freestyle,
You know where to find me, show they are wrong,
Actually you can my rap but not me,
What my rap is the least I know it's good, normal to f*** you.
Dad always said that although no spoiled me,
It's okay, I you because it is a thing of envy,
are fools who pretend to be me pa rock put me against,
And then there are the typical to be like Porta,
My eurazos eight hundred thousand,
The lyrics, the style, nine hundred thousand, and by the way,
Jobs in automatism "Ignorant!" Do not what is?
I'm self-taught teenager, I know.
With your you really a pimp and I hesitate,
If you me in the street alone and watch me,
If you do it out of admiration, I live in a neighborhood,
That a guy who lives in D'Esprobijo,
I invent gossip, lies,
You can not my rap, because he is handsome, that you get angry,
Envy is bad, do not you have at school?
Appearances are deceptive, you let go of smug,
Saying that I an issue with someone who does not know who he is,
I with Andy and Lucas, Melendi and Miguel Bose,
No te jode, say I machine and reggeaton,
That with feel very vacilón chains.

Look, I'll you one thing, you may not know,
Well, what if and you say inventareis?
You lack imagination, what's up, in Sarrià, ah,
That is another that prevents me from doing rap,
buah, admit it, I do know cojonudo,
I put my words you in the ass with a funnel,
deceive you and say I'm a shit,
I you like to listen in a dark room my model,
But anyone knows, is the of yours,
I hate the crews because are often composed of flower buds,
Comment on my rap, not about my life,
Porta Door is not funny, be original
"They kicked me out of a gig to kick? Before I the f***, I swear,
When we say free is free micro-period.
you want me to go by foot,
What is that pa way you look good as regards
the f*** out so that I am a pijai?
Dad did not pay anything, flip what I invent,
There are a thousand rumors Rulando around, shit,
To that the holder is partly the box and enjoy,
invent rumors because,
You are Mc's of the nameless club I bored,
It is not only the top, is also maintained,
Who can not it because he can not move,
Listen, be honest,
maybe quality, but make good rap is not about money.
You are the laugh rap,
They talk me in the back and face always false smiles
Tell me something has not been said, something he does not know
Thank all who devoted subjects,
Eh! I will appoint you, you no promotion,
Who take this personally, will somehow
You're your time if you think I screwed rumors,
Singles, listen,
see that I laugh at anyone who tries to invent pa touch my balls,
Criticize without hearing, without knowing is invented,
are no stupid comments, but fools who comment.

You agree to my, left more than happy,
While you at Soma with pasta, you'd start kicking
what you want, do not bother me at all,
Those that do not insult me pa before entry,
Cheewaka twice, measure trauma without a mask,
His mask is so ugly that even cover is,
I know to do, change your voice every now and then
We recorded in Lebu massacre and SingStar, f***
See if you get it, men of the day,
is what's called ragga and I do wickedly,
Heavy and see if you are silent and on go to clean it,
"Hey man, Charles, go and pay him one calo"
Interestingly, another
Valley and Milky ladybug and I ate the cock,
Sandy, 6 fools
P.D.: I hope to hear you soon.

Dude, put your but have not terminao.
And I do not care, asshole,
I always end up seeing the signatures of queer,
and lick it sees the At first pass,
I like a Lays until have all the bars.
And it begins the saga of the fuc*** Xinkoa,
do not trust their bases, all the steals,
the will give you, then hands it to another MC,
Black, gill, latin Sergy, pimpin
If you do not reading, do not lie in your raps,
who are nothing and are they the cracks,
I'm almost always docile, when I f***,
Putea puteo to whom I that it deserves.