Luyện nghe bài hát Tekilla Sunrise

Killers in villas in Sante Fe
Eses all hammer play
Desell Marachi, preferred to me
It's a Sunrise, over the sky
Tea in the watch be flaring but hot see
Got these from my nigga
How big your be, ain't nothin scot-free
I'm ready to cop three, talk to me
before the shots put out the
off your Rockies
Yo pap cockin back the glocksies
Pap had to stop three, two sombreros to
mop me, me, proceeded with the head of the click
Bread in fingertips
The sly chick out with three bricks
from out of the V-6, yeah mami like this
you got that sweetness
This ebony G's to open
One of the bastard get the freeze
I'm with these
Yo hasta luego,
And up and we go
before they to bring the beef burritos
While count the Fritos
I'm makin my way to the
Big bag of the megalitos, whole kilos
Spot about vitos
with bullet belts filled up with
I'm niggaz tore meat though when I draw heat yo
Tryin to me dead in the street yo
?? con tigo

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 bodies
All for the wreck, gotta 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, in disguise
open eyes you dead in the desert, Tekilla Sunrise

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

"This is White reporting live from the town of
Seenalojo, Me-xi-co, where there are dead
LITTERING THE STREETS. Details remain at
thr moment but -- this appears to be a drug deal bad.
Mexican authorities have arrived on the HIDEOUS scene
and will be issuing a shortly.
is Mary 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, gotta my rep on the set
Tekilla Sunrise, my two wives, decides who or dies
Leavin my rivals, on they back facin the sky
From out the left, took your last breath, death in
With eyes you dead in the desert, Tekilla Sunrise