Luyện nghe bài hát Tekilla Sunrise

Killers in villas in Sante Fe
Eses all about hammer
Marachi, preferred to watch me
It's a Sunrise, over the sky
Tea rocks in the be flaring but hot see
Got these from my Vatche
How big your blanks be, ain't nothin
I'm to cop three, talk to me papi
before the shots put out the
Call off your
Yo pap they cockin the glocksies
Pap had to stop three, two ready to
mop me, me, proceeded with the head of the click
in their fingertips
The sly chick came out with three
from out of the V-6, mami like peep this
you got that sweetness
This ebony G's to bust
One of the get the heavenly freeze
I'm runnin these
Yo luego, amigos
And up and we go
before they decide to bring the beef
they count the Fritos
I'm makin my way to the
Big bag of the megalitos, three kilos
Spot four vitos
with bullet filled up with torpedos
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 and bodies connect
All for the wreck, gotta my rep on the set
Sunrise, my two wives, decides who lives or dies
Leavin my rivals, flat on back facin the sky
From out the left, took your last breath, in disguise
With open eyes you dead in the desert, Sunrise

I'm cockin on low, ready to hurt on dirt roads
Makin my hand jerk from every burst I gave the first
alert though, givin em red glows, givin they shirt holes
Three birds'll blow up in the back seat, I 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 -- next to follow?
Some cats behind some
hazardous, who these niggaz is with low shot averages
Bustin right at they cabbages, givin em flashbacks
of baby carriages, this mexican inside Lex is
tryin to crash my shit, drivin
Look he desperate
Pulled the tinted glass and let the Tec spit
It's hectic, car in bodega with his neck hit
and head was seperate, totally disconnected
Bust back two
at ones that standin with cannons up on the
that drew glocks, but my 20/20 em for two blocks
I'm wettin shit like it's rainfall they doin dew
Two more shots came out doors
I'm shit up like platoon wars
Hesitations I got no for
Assume sure, the head honcho was bullet bored
Out in the sand, gun was still in his hand
Kicked the can when hit the fan
Fuckin around this G Rap the Hitman

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

Showdown at sunset, I'm one wet
I step, my head sweats, my hand 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 lives or
Leavin my rivals, flat on back facin the sky
From out the left, took your breath, death in disguise
With open eyes you dead in the desert, Sunrise