Banco de America (English Version)
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Banco de America (English Version)
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Words of the bank america
When will the ranfla my haina
A 12 and a squadron
I do not want to make anything not make me shoot
Hours 3 minutes since we have háganlos
Military style we came in front of the place
Some customers began to scream
All the soil or all go to dyablo
They shouted in english to understand the gabachos ap
Look at security as is reacting
Without giving it an opportunity I had to kill
This is my show and my freedom
Ment came ap not kill but not risking boy
Here is the old hole thunder began to scream
Ollo one in the throat you breathe dorio ap
One minute grab everything you can
And I do not want anyone else to move
Time we call evening the doors open
And 2 soldiers marine climb to a cambri
We did the mariners got dressed
And chanza and we came away with millions
The other was waiting guey us with the car on foot
When they hear a siren that is hitting
And no time to react or punzar
A patrol is not to miss ap
Was down with her and started pointing cuetillo
Telling us we have to stop
Haorita guey not clear whether you ballas to scratch
I first bury me again lock
We had to be fought clash ap
Failed to react if the duck or shoots
We give the shovel left here salimos
But his chest hurt me with what we saw
It had blocked all felt that the time had stopped
Had guns pointed and everywhere
Mirava shouting but not heard anything
No more hoia my corazos how hard they pegava
Like everything was in slow motion slowly
I started my ollir little by little quedito
Here is not just the plates we shouted
Pistols pointed told the comrade
Something has to happen, I can remove the fair
But not my freedom
Then he stepped on the boot was ranlfa
Tirábamos cuetazos them and the war cómenos
And it was july 4th fireworks for retumbaran
Trying to pass through where pigs not tapaban
That the ultimate olli a cuetazo then nothing
Only asime grip
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