Luyện nghe bài hát Soy Chingon

{phone

Uh..

Damnit, for the time
There aren't any Mexicans here up phone}

Crown]
Ey holmes throw on some oldies ese

[Lil'
Orale let me trip on this 45 ese
Watcha.. ora..

Simon I'm ready ese, listo
Si out of marijuana say to the pisto
Cause I need to get drunk off my ass
I just need a high that's gonna last
Jump off the raffla, kick on the curb
Light up a toke, yeah smoke up all the
Smoke three to the five then to the seven
Ran out of zig-zags so to 7-11 we go
No need to buy 'em just leave 'em
Homey said call the police, I didn't believe him
Walked out the with an attitude
Started capping, then started
Then let me tell you what
Went back to the hood rolled up endow
Putos rollin' through my barrio, I broke window
Shank fuckin tires now they can't leave
And now it's about for three sold guys to bleed
'em out the raffla and we fucked them up
Took 'em to the canton and we them up
Put the big "BC" on foreheads
We want the vatos we don't want 'em dead
We want em walking around to that the Brown Crowd was there
And did that without a care
In the world they're nothing but little girls
Damn I shoulda pulled it cause they the bullet
Put the cuete to temple
Then pulled the trigger cause it's so fuckin simple

Just my lyrics I'm kickin back when I say 'em
I yell at putos ey I'm kickin back when I spray them
leva

Cause if you with me
I fuck with you twice as hard
Yeah, soy

Some vatos walked up and if I gangbang
I said I to
But then I had to pull out the
This vato's from the hood
And now they think got Lil' Rob good
But it
I had to blast the puto the eyes
And now I sit here laughing as his homeboy
But what the fuck, I did had to be done
I can't let one go so I have to kill of them
I don't a shit, I'll do it real quick
Bust sabes que ese it's time for me to
It's to leave the fuckin premises
Cause I don't need a
So I leave the slickness and quickness
Take homeboy's then pulled the corner
Jumped in the and you know she let me bone her
She's looking fine do you what I mean
I her scream
I said stick me and you'll become a brown queen
Because you never a ranker
You need a like me the Mexican Gangster
But what if this firme hyna the dedo
I'm tellin this sweet stuff pero it's puro
you gotta know I'm smarter than that
This hyna wasn't crying as she saw her vato dying
Now when I'm her I hear the hura's drive by
to the site where I left those fools to die
Now who did it nobody has a
And without the murder weapon what's the gonna do
Aw shit, what if bitch pulls rat
So I grab my shotgun and I the fucker back
Just in case, but the bitch knowin
I was still going, had the hyna moaning and groaning
She got nasty, opened her mouth with a
Can't let a thing go to waste
So I my dick in
And I was goin, she was goin and then I started
Replaced my with the shotgun
And you I started gunning
In my I didn't do nothing wrong
Do what I do to survive so you it's on
Y Sabes que no one's ever gonna me
Cause I'm too sly, too slick, too
Left the place without a
And I didn't care
So there it is there

Yeah, and if the ain't quick
you best believe the is gonna stick LEVA
Soy chingon, soy chingon
Like Al Capone holding my own