Luyện nghe bài hát La Luna

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

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

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

Came out the pussy Timbs
Oh, my lord, him
Time to put the toys in the bin
'Cause I'm sick of shit
Motherfucker sweeter than a licorice (okay)
And it's rubbing me the way to say the least
I'ma save my
And I'ma breeze in the caprice with the seats
Boosie on a slow creep
On Collins Ave stoned, man, you know me
Asian with the blonde hair
Street Fighter
Fuck and suplex 'em through the salad bar
My is greenlit, no script
And we all know that money be the motive for this whole
Bitch, I'm focused like none other number one Don Dada
Drop-top, jokes on the youngster, now at him
Looking slim in the red '89 with the wing
blown

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

Your shit quality
I'm sittin' right behind my makin' pottery
My first 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
Keep the strong while I watch close
To another thousand years, a toast
Champagne down the beard hair
Supermodel sucking while I steer the pink Fleetwood
a big fat blunt so you know I'm gonna sleep good
Now

Uh
Rock-a-bye baby,
baby, aha