Luyện nghe bài hát Soy Chingon

{phone

Uh..

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

[Sir
Ey holmes throw on fuckin oldies ese

Rob]
Orale let me trip on this 45 ese
Watcha.. ora..

Simon I'm ese, estoy listo
Si out of say pass to the pisto
I don't need to get drunk off my ass
I just need a high that's gonna last
Jump off the raffla, back on the curb
Light up a toke, smoke up all the herb
Smoke three to the five then to the seven
Ran out of zig-zags so back to we go
No need to buy 'em just leave 'em
said he'd call the police, I didn't believe him
Walked out the store with an
Started capping, started laughing
let me tell you what happened
Went back to the hood up some endow
Putos rollin' through my barrio, I their window
Shank their fuckin tires now they can't
And now it's about time for three sold guys to
Pulled 'em out the raffla and we them up
Took 'em to the and we tagged them up
Put the big "BC" on foreheads
We want the vatos we don't want 'em dead
We want em walking around to show the Brown Crowd was there
And did that shit without a
In the world cause they're nothing but little
Damn I pulled it cause they deserved the bullet
Put the to their temple
Then pulled the fuckin trigger it's so fuckin simple

Just like my lyrics I'm kickin back I say 'em
I don't 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 asked if I
I I used to
But then I had to out the fusca
This vato's from the wrong
And now they they got Lil' Rob good
But it
I had to blast the between the eyes
And now I sit here laughing as his cries
But what the fuck, I did had to be done
I can't let one go so I have to both of them
I don't give a shit, I'll do it real
Bust sabes que ese it's for me to split
time 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 know what I
I her scream
I said stick with me and become a brown queen
you never deserved a ranker
You a vato like me the Mexican Gangster
But what if firme hyna points the dedo
I'm tellin this sweet stuff pero it's puro
Because you gotta I'm smarter than that
This wasn't even crying as she saw her vato dying
Now when I'm with her I hear the hura's by
Going to the site where I left fools to die
Now who did it has a clue
And without the murder what's the hura gonna do
Aw shit, what if this bitch rat
So I grab my shotgun and I pump the back
in case, but the bitch wasn't knowin
Cause I was still going, had the hyna moaning and
She got nasty, her mouth with a grin
Can't let a good go to waste
So I stuck my in
And I was goin, she was and then I started cumming
Replaced my with the shotgun
And you know I gunning
In my I didn't do nothing wrong
Do what I do to so you know it's on
Y que no one's ever gonna catch me
I'm too sly, too slick, too W-I-C-K-E-D
Left the place a trace
And I didn't care
So there it is there

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