Luyện nghe bài hát Tekilla Sunrise

Killers in spanish villas in Fe
Eses all about play
Desell Marachi, to watch me
It's a Sunrise, over the sky
Tea rocks in the watch be but hot see
Got from my nigga Vatche
How big your be, ain't nothin scot-free
I'm to cop three, talk to me papi
before the shots put out the
Call off Rockies
Yo pap they cockin back the
Pap had to stop three, two ready to
mop me, drop me, with the head of the click
Bread in fingertips
The sly chick came out with three
from out of the V-6, yeah like peep this
Yeah you got sweetness
ebony G's to bust open
One of the bastard get the heavenly
I'm with these
Yo luego, amigos
And up and we go
before they decide to the beef burritos
they count the Fritos
I'm my way to the G-S-3-oh-oh
Big bag of the megalitos, whole kilos
Spot four vitos
with bullet belts filled up torpedos
I'm niggaz tore meat though when I draw heat yo
Tryin to leave me dead in the yo
Mami ?? con

at sunset, I'm leavin one wet
Slowly I step, my head sweats, my on my Tec
I die for my respect, let the slugs and bodies
All for the wreck, gotta my rep on the set
Sunrise, my two wives, decides who lives or dies
Leavin my rivals, on they back facin the sky
From out the left, took your last breath, death in
With open you dead in the desert, Tekilla Sunrise

I'm cockin on low, ready to hurt foes on dirt
Makin my hand from every burst I gave the first blow
Keepin alert though, givin em red glows, they shirt holes
Three birds'll blow up in the seat, I swear to God fuck
she been a model, Coke bottle figure, instead
she it just like a Desperado, left her hair hollow
Two slugs to swallow -- whose to follow?
Some cats some cactuses
Clappin hazardous, who these niggaz is with low shot
Bustin right back at cabbages, givin em flashbacks
of baby carriages, mexican inside this Lex is
tryin to crash my shit, drivin
Look like he
Pulled down the tinted and let the Tec spit
hectic, car flew in bodega with his neck hit
Body and was seperate, totally disconnected
Bust back two
at ones that with cannons up on the rooftops
drew glocks, but my 20/20 spot em for two blocks
I'm wettin shit like it's rainfall they dew drops
Two more shots came out saloon
I'm blowin shit up like wars
Hesitations I got no for
sure, the head honcho was bullet wounds bored
Out in the dusty sand, gun was in his hand
Kicked the can when hit the fan
Fuckin with this G Rap the Hitman

"This is Mary White reporting live from the of
Seenalojo, Me-xi-co, where are dead bodies
LITTERING THE STREETS. Details sketchy at
thr moment but -- this appears to be a drug gone bad.
Mexican authorities just arrived on the HIDEOUS scene
and will be issuing a shortly.
This is White reporting live from the town of
Seenalojo, Me-xi-co. to you DICK."

Showdown at sunset, I'm one wet
Slowly I step, my head sweats, my on my Tec
I die for my respect, let the slugs and connect
All for the wreck, support my rep on the set
Tekilla Sunrise, my two wives, decides who or dies
Leavin my rivals, flat on they facin the sky
From out the left, took your last breath, death in
With open eyes you dead in the desert, Tekilla