Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Harlem

ah where's up
(Speaking Spanish)

[Tony
it's Tony Toca, the one got you screamin "Esta loca"
dalle juevo Is my mic Leggo my
Harlem all the way to san diego
make it
you know, like movin
i set my product, that far from the palace
not manteco oh senso mia
cocoa brovaz, hurricane, mida
ton touch doofy eatin fajitas
in the b-boy stance
in my
senoritas be screaming Buenos Dias
rock steady by now you know the
mi correo still gets down on the
tahino welcome to my teepi
pop in the CD and get freaky
(Speaking spanish)
boriquia, to pass it off to the rasta

It's the el
tell your baqua where's the
if the chocolito make my low
BC a bab with me and my man
trying to our ends with the el capitain
(speaking Spanish)
(speaking Spanish)
undressin me, thinking about me
I (?)

blazing, kicking lingo this bingo
who got hot making the out in santo domingo
el socio, to go to the acopulco
every weekend on chulas, he was beatin
but on the streets of harlem the grand concourse
he had to force a loco, amigos he used to boss
a dios mios, just like el (?)

[Tek, (Steele)]
harlem got the in it (boogie, boogie got the cake in it)
keeps on takin it (queens cats been making it)

i do this for my in the streets
who stand toast to toast with the cousin
illegal transactions
world-wide
forced up a change like the smif-n-wessun
see me coming and my nigga clef too
or the 650 up the Grant's Tomb
mobb beats to protect your street bite
like a killing, over-dealing for the white

G]
blows down your fucking roof
it be hurricane g, out ya asshole
from first staff, up parks from the heart
they better stand and my niggaz up in spanish harlem
who don't give a fuck and my box cutting up tribal
forget the hydro, cause we keep it live all night yo
yeah one to my fam in boriquia land
my sparking up trees
112 buddah keys barking up puerto rican
smacking all rice and
and you know my emanitas keep it
in timboso hills
all my pitycitas who ain't around
sontaras shit down for the crown
tony touch, cocoa and i
the body all high
no
if he CPR in the mother house
i'm talking crazy puerto ricans
who
a few heads is busted I see them leaking
freaking, because I be frying bitches up hoochie fritos
for my 5
Yo, yeah word up and if you get wit it then kiss my a*s
but your, on thea real I wanna say one and rest in peace
to my Bridge from 112
big up Projects
jefferson in the
an the whole spanish
word up one love to the barrio, cocoa brovaz, tony and hurricane g
peace daycoro papi
uh what yeah
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