Luyện nghe bài hát La Costa Perdida

In the oil fields of San
That's where she broke my
I her in Parkfield
In a river bed
her car in Fresno
Mongrel's Motorcycle
Broken Spanish in the daytime picking fruit with campisinos, I'm a half a [Caucasian], caballero yankee from a town just south of Raleigh (?)
Don't live there
I I look familiar
Brother you don't to know
So to your banda [gang]
Play your narco
don't you forget, who's the real chingon [badass].
They call me Blanco
On La Costa
I'm on a dead man's name
His are in the woods
Scattered by animals
He knew me in
Broken Spanish in the daytime with my crew from Sinoloa, I'm a half a wedo yankee from a town just south of Raleigh
Don't live there
I know I look
You don't want to
So listen to your banda
your narco corridos
Just always remember, I'm the real
He shot me in the
He was aiming for my
he was like my brother
I had to cut his
That poor in San Ardo
Now she's joined by her primo
Spanish in the daytime
Running up at Bishop
I'm a half a wedo, caballero yankee from a town just of Raleigh
Don't there anymore
I I look familiar
Brother you want to know
So listen to banda
Toca su narco
Just always remember who's the chingon