Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Hill

"Esto no me gusta. Aqui la gente, la gente no sirve pa'
yo soy, yo soy Capitan Pingaloca. Y to' mundo aqui
Me sirve a mi o va pa'l carajo. Oye compadre!"

In the midst of the no question, who's the baddest
in the game runnin for the status
Take a few seconds to the crews
Sittin on top is the lookin over you
Killa Hill Niggas, in my dream
Cookin up a scheme for all big bank figures
The is yours, but it can be mine and his
you out the frame, I don't give a fuck who it is
Number one mission,
Get sent home in dead position
In the casket, best
At the bottom of the lake, with the fishes
Full out search for the
Of the who be comin to disrupt the party
No wins, no ends, no way
I'm ever gonna let ya come back again

Check my dramatics, brains get splattered, shattered
Sabas get blasted for he packaged
Peep the sequencecrab adolescents, on his
Power - U niggaz fast like Puerto Ricans
you seekin, son I catch cream like Dominicans
Last Mohican, I'm speakin, wild as Indians
Tomahawk - slang, the violent talk
Upstate New York, where chumps get extorted for
What you

Ease back, ease back or I up on the trigger
- That I'm ever let ya come back again
That that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again
Ease back, ease back or I up on the trigger
- That I'm gonna let ya come back again
back, ease back
Ease back, ease back or I up on the trigger
- That I'm ever gonna let ya back again

"Y ya esta dicho. los que no les guste mi 'rebote' van a morir
Yo le voy a meter una bala a la cabeza a maricon
Que no me persiga a mi a la 'singadapuerta'. Oye, hijo
Quiero la cara!"

Words in chant, the cheeky - eyed slant
I'm these cannabis plants yo for grant'
Exotic, narcotic, slam soon
From a dune in the Mega - Babylon pleasure
Comin out the domepiece, my aroma
Warrior nomad, put you in a
Comma, llama, - crashin your armor
Drama, I'm a, aircraft bomber
is where I dwell at the gates o' hell
It ain't you're from it's where you're in the mentals
And if not yo, credentials are
I see reality, few things me
like a spread, precise strikes the lyric
Not frontin or braggin, hundred percent red
Pine fragranced lyrics, the rhymes you can't
The globe - trotter, me Meadowlark Lemon
Five part criminal, two felon

That I'm ever gonna let ya come again
That that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again
back or I squeeze up on the trigger
- That I'm ever gonna let ya come back again
Ease back, ease back or I up on the trigger
- That I'm ever gonna let ya come again
Ease back back
Ease back, back or I squeeze up on the trigger
- That I'm ever let ya come back again
Ease back or I up on the trigger

"Esta dicho! Aqui, la revelacion! No se la ve por
Todos los del norte, que los voy a matar yo
Va a ser aqui en pais. Y todos los 'singamasones'
Que estan un mundo. Tambien, van a ver la muerte
De ellos mismos, lo en las manos de ellos. Un dia, va a ser
Mucha sangre. La peste de los muertos, vas a oir
Que se va a hueler. Hasta los Estados Unidos, estos
Que con la democracia, que nos singando en el culo
Todos son unos mismos