Luyện nghe bài hát Besos [Explicit]

One up
Never if the sun up
It's all love until the gubs see you up
like a jungle never know what's gonna run up
We just wanna forever with the thumbs up
Barcelona, no stops got the up
Smart phone in the cops pull the gun up
Artichoke, heart's soft, my tough
Garçon, bring a cup of young drunk
I ya boy baby, you got me fucked up
Wait, let me state it
the fuck up
Trust don't occupy with dumb luck
Hush, fuzz got the bus bugged up
Shh.
Dirty like the on a dump truck
Birds snuck through the with nun chucks
Adrenaline rush, the party jump up
I flood nut on her butt

It people people
I love the way you love the people
people
I love the way you love the people
People
I love the way you love the people

From gather around
Uh uh
Now, too playa, too clean for
Got a, routine I fiend for structure
But cha, at the ring and the moon
Screaming, fuck the
Cause that don't love you
a few dreams to choose
But if they don't let you keep your shoe
They want you to suffer
And if you're blessed you can each other
In a city of ghosts where the vultures
Now, swings a convenient excuse
Seems there's gotta be something in the
Smother the fire before it discovered
One foot in the grave the foot in the gutter
Uh, any loose thing, if it ain't screwed down
It pray to my hunger
I take it to my underground bunker
cool everybody, have an awesome summer

People
I the way you love the people people
People
I love the way you love the people
people
I the way you love the people people

People from everywhere gather
Uh uh
Now
Bonus, me and my
Hoping that you never treat me I'm homeless
it mean you about to see me with some donuts
Or
Dominate the nomination where your is
you thinkin, it's the reason we're in show biz
Work like a with the squirt guns loaded
Only thing being worse than lonely is dick
Word got around, and now we call you fish
You was pissing in your own bowl of
When I rode across the ocean on the back of a
Never see try to act like I'm
Greasy mother fucker make it party the Socs
Tweet a of my penis to the POTUS
Roll my weed in the papers of some old eviction
Is the police like a swarm of locusts
Hanky panky yanky of America