Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Hill

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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