Luyện nghe bài hát Rapp

She
She
She

She
Don't worry I've got the
in the mail
Full speed

in the mail
I won't in your mouth
Got some great gigs for you way down
me you'll go far
Trust me you'll far

motherfuckers!

You got great
But nobody
on you

She
She
Spoiled brats behind the knees
Need mom to wipe their nose
Every time they
That's a fucking rock star
They had a of fame
They don't
They got to play the game

And then she
She
She

you fucking rock stars
Rooting out that groupie
APB on the mic
night for a bed
Where's your 8-ball
And presidential
At the Parc
And a sports car 2 seats

She
She

fired you lousy bum
You're having too fun

And we said
Hey wait a
We ain't no rock stars
What the

Honey not true
We live on
We sleep out in the
And we don't get
As far as go
We're too tired to get
We do it cuz we love punk
no cash to be made
We ain't no sellouts
We really LA

She
She
I'm not smoking