Luyện nghe bài hát Salsa

We were in the seventies
The rippin' and rhyming and see
We're filling taste
In the old school I was
For the new I was late
But in school I was the bate

I in the great state of California
I'm ya
Je a la plage parce que le guignol est chouette
I kick nonsense in French, tasty crepe suzette
I bet you feel I'm famous for 311
Not the whack DJs I'm a damage

I a beat that's unique and yes I like my head zoomin'
And in my continental, you know shits boomin'
With the diamond in the back, doors
You can look from to eternity
And receive your morsel

Another of ordinary madness
The who gave you her sex I heard was homeless say
"All I really is to feel Nirvana
Won't you take me tonight and we might find"

A bottle of wine and feel our nasty
Your tongue lickin' up my
Your radio, pickin' up a smokey jazz love
Madness becomes, even though
Livin' it's hard to exist when you're tempted

By flesh you wanna bust
Beautiful in the bar there is poetry
She and suspends and her ass
Is a thing
A dance at a club the hereafter

Who can't dance but that doesn't really matter
And she hear applause
'Cuz drunk and lost all light is gone
Your arms spread a cross
And you're that the world will soon fall apart

Topless girl in your gaze which is
your dollar in the gutter with the cigarettes
Or you're hungover
I was warned of normal behaviour and felt
My was too short to consider your whacky self

It's this when you dip down
And you are
Reelin' against the and you
Face some Mexican

Your scrappin' neck gets
back your nose bled
Your thinkin' about a
But takin' it to the head

You little
Better watch your
'Cuz we're your punk ass
By God we're gonna it

You're journey is time
And show is over
You're 'bout as lucky as a three clover
And your

Hoe bag
In her droopy saggy
Who thought she was a model but in truth a has been
of us you bring your cheap rooms too
This is a in a little ways Robbie is too
{I'll slap that witch as if I her pimp}
{And my crew attest to her fraudulence}

{Ha ha ha
After you ask me like this
Of no}