Luyện nghe bài hát La Cantina

up ese
Nah, last night was the homey
We got up ay
But I woke up with big hangover
Lemme tell you, a little about the cantina

I wait til Sunday to have my menudo
But it's Saturday and I up all crudo
I think I had one too many shots of
Mira, I I made a toast to mi vida
Left a big tip, took my grip
And the sad thing it is I don't remember shit
Wait a minute, bartender can you me a lemon
And a nice Tacate, thank you, simon
Anyways, yesterday was the bomb all long
Getting off my ass, bottoms up on the glass
Presidente and Coke, 1800's no
Had me feeling like I never felt before so pour more
Til I hit the or stumble out the door
And if that happens, it's time to hit the liquor
Drinkin Tacates, or Martina
Taking shots of tequila I'm la cantina

You can catch me in la getting drunk
La cantina, 'cause where we party up
La cantina's mi vida, you know it's
La cantina, cantina you that I love you

I said I wouldn't drink no more, but this can't be
'cause not even noon and I already had two
Times three, that's me taking all that I can
me to promise that I won't drink, but that's a promise I can't make
So suffering, hungover from the night
But the way to fix it is to drink some more
So did I? But of what you think?
I'm sitting at the bar the beers that I won't drink
You gotta be me, the buzz is hitting me
Got me feeling
I'm headed to the park with the homey
But they had some besto tambien
A couple twelve-packs that jacked
I'm feelin like I win
I go there's alcohol til I fall
It's 7 o'clock, but I make it to last call
You vatos gonna be for a while?
If so see ya
But if not you know where I'll be homey, at the

Back in the cantina, sippin my
It's gonna be the same way as night holmes, I bet ya
and friends from one night to the other end
The wicked wino, is getting drunk again
Stumbling, I'm and it shows
And wouldn't be suprised if later on I'm throwing
'cause the way it goes, and everybody knows
But I'll just relax and go the flow
Bartender I'm ready for another shot and won't stop until I
Or til somebody calls the
My primo me up off the floor
And "Homey you're tore up
We're cutting you off, not drinking anymore"
Drag me out, up the to mi caton
The bar's a few away but it took me a hour to get home
I've learned my leason, rule one of la cantina
Don't mix cerveza with

You know every weekend I say I'm never drink again
But I'm always going back to the cantina with mi
right, and if there's one thing I've learned
It's mix cerveza with tequila
I'm you