Luyện nghe bài hát Out In L.a.

We're all a of brothers livin' in a cool way
Along with six million in this place called L.A.
L.A. is the place, sets my mind
For me a race through a cotton pickin' maze

The town makes me jump, got a bunch of bad chicks
Well sure, it's got chumps but I still get my kicks
My body loves to scrump when I lick the pick
Like a on a thumb, poppin' hump, hump, hump, pop out

The action never stops, I'm as as can be
But there's I'm for the top and my best friend is Flea
Oom Chucka knew the balls to pop
But he never met the Tree so he never be out hop

Antwan the Swan, from the pretty pond
Was a bad mother jumper, you tell he was strong
He war a cold jacket and a hellified hat
And between his was a sweat young lass

He threw a women up against the wall
And he to fear that he'd love 'em all
By the he got to ninety nine, he had to stop
'Cause that's when he thought that he a phone

Last night and the night before, I a fop outside
Then I in doors, freak out

Now that I told you a little about the Flea
Something about the Tree, a little something me
I can't leave you hangin' but my man
He the yang, he bangs the yang

And now, it's time to hear him do his
You be burning Sherman
We're all a of brothers livin' in a cool way
Along with six million in this place called L.A.

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