Luyện nghe bài hát Countdown

The got a job to do
The Eastern is waiting too

They're on a bloodstone calling you a beggar
for another deal in open cars
The presence of the men a bad vibration
They're dollar bills and they're workin'
On the countdown

I'm sitting all and I'm waitin' for the lyrics
They be cool, gotta satisfy the critics
Sign of all across the edges
Maybe too and my pencil scratches

X is comin' from Miami
Another perfect deal was made in open
I don't care 'cos I'm much too
I have to write my
And I'm waiting for the final

It's jut a matter of
We're only waitin' for the end of the
And we got to lose
We're only servants of the we curse

It's just a matter of
We can be sure be doin' our worst
And we're for the countdown

Another is coming around

We're sittin' all around and we our lage
Thanks to God we got no
What is left to do you're looking for pleasure
we gotta lose the pressure

We're sittin' on a stone, worker, boss and beggar
I don't give a damn, I my open car
God has turned to money, is a Liqueur
I'd get my record done
And party for the countdown

It's jut a matter of
We're only for the end of the world
And we got to lose
We're only of the monsters we curse

just a matter of time
We can be we'll be doin' our worst
And waiting for the countdown

The 4, 3, 2, 1