Luyện nghe bài hát Flute Loop

So, just sit and max and relax
Off that 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
I've got sex rhymes like got secrets
To all you peepers who are trying to peep this
I'm like Al Goldstein, I'm all about
Lead my to sixty wins like my man Pat Ewing
getting shot out the barrel of a wave
Like virgin pow on the of a.k.
Like a sound that to the depths of the
Well the feeling that I make my goal

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