Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Harlem

ah where's up
(Speaking Spanish)

[Tony
Tony Toca, the one that's got you screamin "Esta loca"
dalle Is my mic Leggo my Eggo
Harlem all the way to san diego
make it
you know, like yayo
i set my product, that shit's far the palace
not manteco oh senso mia
cocoa brovaz, hurricane, mida
ton touch sound eatin fajitas
chillin in the stance
in my
while senoritas be Buenos Dias
steady by now you know the steelo
mi correo still gets down on the
indians welcome to my teepi
pop in the CD and let's get
(Speaking spanish)
boriquia, to pass it off to the rasta

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

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

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

i do for my soldiers in the streets
who stand toast to toast with the cousin
illegal transactions
world-wide
up a change like the name smif-n-wessun
see me through and my nigga clef too
or the 650 blowing up the Tomb
mobb beats to protect slaying street bite
like a killing, over-dealing for the white

G]
blows down your mother roof
it be hurricane g, out ya asshole
first staff, up through parks from the heart
they stand though and my niggaz up in spanish harlem
who give a fuck and my box stuck cutting up tribal
forget the hydro, cause we gonna keep it live all yo
yeah one to my fam in boriquia land
my emanitos up trees
112 keys barking up puerto rican queens
smacking all rice and
and you my emanitas keep it real
in timboso high
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 fucking
i'm talking about crazy puerto
who
a few heads is busted because I see them
freaking, because I be bitches up like hoochie fritos
for my 5
Yo, yeah word up and if you can't get wit it then my a*s
but your, on thea real I wanna say one love and in peace
to my Bridge from 112
big up Johnson
jefferson in the
an the whole harlem
word up one to the barrio, cocoa brovaz, tony touch and hurricane g
peace song papi
uh what yeah
uh uh