Luyện nghe bài hát La Luna

Yo, yo, I a car
I to go to the garden
I'm gonna be
I one right now
Can we call La Luna?

Hello, reached La Luna Luxury Car Unlimited Services
If you need a ride to the call 1-800-80-80 airport
hold

Yo, what is that, huh?
Oh, that is funky, what is
Yo, what is that?
It's the phone
Could rhyme on
Oh, yeah, hahaha, yeah

Came out the pussy wearing
Oh, my lord, him
Time to put the toys in the bin
'Cause I'm of this shit
Motherfucker sweeter than a stick (okay)
And it's rubbing me the wrong way to say the
save my peace
And I'ma in the caprice with the gold seats
Bumpin' on a slow creep
On Collins Ave looking stoned, man, you me
Asian shooter with the blonde
Street Fighter
around and suplex 'em through the salad bar
My is greenlit, no script
And we all know that money be the for this whole shit
Bitch, I'm focused like none other than number one Don
Drop-top, on the youngster, now look at him
Looking slim in the red '89 Testarossa with the
Mind

A representative will be with you shortly
Did you we can get to you in just seven minutes?
minutes
Call

shit lack quality
I'm sittin' right behind my chick pottery
My joint was like an odyssey, ah
The second joint straight raw like the feet
the stairs to the sun
Sacrificed myself for of my only son
the bloodline strong while I watch close
To another years, here's a toast
Champagne drippin' down the beard
Supermodel sucking while I steer the pink Fleetwood
Roll a big fat blunt so you I'm gonna sleep good
Now

Uh
Rock-a-bye baby,
baby, aha