Luyện nghe bài hát Out In L.a.

We're all a of brothers livin' in a cool way
Along with six others in this place called L.A.
L.A. is the place, sets my ablaze
For me it's a through 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 to scrump when I lick the ripe 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 shooting for the top and my best is Flea
Oom Chucka Willy the balls to pop
But he never met the so he never be bopped out hop

Antwan the Swan, from the pretty fish
Was a bad jumper, you could tell he was strong
He war a paisley jacket and a hellified hat
And between his legs was a young lass

He threw a hundred women up against the
And he swore to fear he'd love 'em all
By the time he got to nine, he had to stop
'Cause when he thought that he heard a phone

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

Now that I told you a little about the Flea
about the Tree, a little something about me
I can't leave you but my man Shermzy
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 bunch of brothers livin' in a way
Along with six others in this place called L.A.

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