Luyện nghe bài hát Tres Deliquentes

I fix my bass hardcore
for cleek-hi
whose enemeny pump through the speaker
bass gets to pumping get to pump it
who's that rap king gets the party stop
blasting too high, no for the bulla
I with the one knock the last shot through ya
to the crowd I fell the strain
throw your nezos in the feel the pain
so don't get in my way
because the loco is the one here to baby
my pump up a jam, god damn its the baddest
tres delinguente's into the madness

(horns)

Ya undas muchacho a vienes te
si me traes bronca me loco de
me paro te no es tu rumbo
Y con en lingo te confundo
she stay 5 the 5 foot 10
one once again with the cocktail pin
as I emerge the deapths all around my son
lack yack crack hope to run
altravest in the chest and the so much stress
one blaxican on the scrongy old
heart like a nastic swift like a zooloo
thats what its like a palm shot through you
my manarism till the punks get piled
my one assasin fits the mad funk style
me I play the back but I'm delinquente
this is how I freak it I'm speakin to the hente

(horns)

watcha ducha seme cooncha
someones still a que de lucha
disces equals san oray
O G freaks the the manyachees play
it in snap on a essaw 10
produce the mach may haw so G I can
freaky pumpin out the carro
oh gee he's got more boom boom than
3rd is tres cuts to your face
hold down the nino with the penny to his
see all the style used to

(horns)

Spanish?
No, that wasn't Spanish that was
No, uh uh, that, that was