Luyện nghe bài hát La Luna

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

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

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

Came out the wearing Timbs
Oh, my lord, him
to put the toys back in the bin
'Cause I'm sick of shit
Motherfucker sweeter than a stick (okay)
And it's me the wrong way to say the least
I'ma save my
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
Fighter character
Fuck around and suplex 'em through the bar
My is greenlit, no script
And we all that money be the motive for this whole shit
Bitch, I'm focused like none other number one Don Dada
Drop-top, on the youngster, now look at him
Looking in the red '89 Testarossa with the wing
Mind

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Did you know we can get to you in just seven
minutes
Call

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

Uh
Rock-a-bye baby,
baby, aha