Luyện nghe bài hát Flute Loop

So, just sit back and max and
Off tracks I kick, come on and give it up
'Cause I get funky diaper rash
And you know I'm mad spunky and I'm making
got sex rhymes like Victoria's got secrets
To all you peepers who are trying to peep this
I'm like Al Goldstein, I'm all about
Lead my team to wins like my man Pat Ewing
Like getting shot out the barrel of a
Like virgin pow on the of a.k.
Like a sound to the depths of the soul
Well that's the feeling I make my goal

A little wine with my dinner so I'm in my ape
I feel like a winner when I a mix tape
Because I get ill I'm on the pause button
And I get my fill and you say nothing
More on this train then Don Cornelius
Got the mad subwoofer pumping for your anus
getting on the mic at the monthly function
Wires switches connecting at the junction
Perlman's got and it ain't no secret
Dante his shit but you know he freaked it
And so the goes on and on
in S.D. 50 'till early morning