Luyện nghe bài hát La Luna

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

Hello, you've reached La Luna Luxury Car Services
If you need a ride to the airport 1-800-80-80 airport
Please

Yo, what is that, huh?
Oh, that is funky, what is
Yo, what beat is
from the phone
Could on this
Oh, yeah, hahaha, yeah

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

A customer representative be with you shortly
Did you know we can get to you in just seven
Seven
1-800-80-80

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

Uh
baby, yeah
baby, aha