Luyện nghe bài hát Buddy Guy

Uhh,
Yeah,
Bronsolinio,

Stoned on the stoop, got the box pumpin' Billy
I'm Mantle while you motherfuckers semi-pro
Neck to colon how a from the machete go
Shoot your gun and throw cause I'm ready ho!
in my eyes, you can tell that I'm a stand-up
Call me the teacher, wanna talk put your hands up
We eat the lamb, duck, goose, beef or
Two shiftin' with the smooth Cedar Strippin'
My hair is light red just like a ball of fire
Golden sound, the town, 'lo attire
Brown leather swampy like the Everglades
I'll switch a style so that I'm ready when the era
First pressed virgin oil from the Border
Spit the shit that have me up with the sheik's daughter
quarter on the Bally jacket to the knee
Lights flashin' when I'm rappin', tappin'
That smoke son it shine through the curtain
Cracked pepper I'm a grinder for certain
So never in your come with scared business here
Fuck around found bitch, disappear

after time I'm a winner
Seasoned in the barrel, harvest in the
Far from a beginner, an extra cartridge in the denim
Twisted off of Manischewitz, Harlem in a
The hash candidate, kindly
360 is the ways and the caesar's huggin' knotty
Never until we hoppin out of grimey Porsches
One night shorty over 9 abortions
I'm the shit, one you wanna roll with
in canoe waving the ganja like a glow stick
Number one, numero uno with the flow
Your style is tired and limp just an old dick

Roman sculptures, all of my students a diploma
Straight to the back, garage door, behold the
Finest tuna right out the sea straight off the boat
rap spit tap low, rock a toga
Bronsonelli chef de I flex the two seam
Inject the vein with marijuana I'm a true
Up-to-the-minute, all the we invented
That's hidden inside the rented, the tinted ten the percentage
Sacrificin' the lamb for the
"Criminology 101" hard cover, edition
Nuclear fission is weighty top the division
of provisions collosal status stoppin' collisions
Too beaucoup, fresher than a lake
Barbecue the venison, pair it with a stout
Peace I'm out kid, a pace out
Every time I take motherfuckin' weapon from my waist out