Luyện nghe bài hát Cisco Kid

Way, way, way back days, the year,
Had to get a job, had to some mon-ne-ne
Picked up a pen and a pad, reality
Never thinking that I live to see the day I rocked my own CD

We used to do the dance we wobie-wobie
Now S.T.P. 1993, so get out my way
My mom's seems like yesterday, "Love Jesus, don't forget to pray."
She most have gone the boss D.J. Right?

Next thing you know, skinny coming the 9 mm
he who has the money has the authority
And respect to the man the ozi

The 808 kit is on my hit
And this beat's cooking like a out bliss
It hard to do, it so easy
to me loops come naturaly
Mom's seem like yesterday

And now in '94 we got an S.T.P
A half of smokes, and oh yes, aunt Bea
A pack of Old Millwalkee
A and a girlfriend, but I ain't got no mon-ne-ne-ne

The 808 is within my
beats are comin' straight from Long Beach
If you think hollywood didn't get what he deserved
808 kid to get served