Luyện nghe bài hát Out In L.a.

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

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

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

Antwan the Swan, from the fish pond
Was a bad mother jumper, you could he was strong
He war a paisley 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 time he got to ninety nine, he had to
that's when he thought that he heard a phone

Last night and the night before, I heard a fop
Then I came in doors, out

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

And now, time to hear him do his playin'
You better be Sherman
all a bunch of brothers livin' in a cool way
Along with six million in this place called L.A.

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