Luyện nghe bài hát Salsa

We were in the seventies
The rippin' and rhyming and see
We're filling taste
In the old school I was
For the new school I was
But in school I was the bate

I rate in the great of California
I'm ya
Je vais a la plage parce que le guignol est
I kick nonsense in French, tasty like crepe
I bet you I'm famous for 311 sandwhich
Not the DJs that I'm a damage

I like a beat that's and yes I like my head zoomin'
And in my continental, you know that shits
With the diamond in the back, doors
You can look from here to
And receive your morsel

Another of ordinary madness
The girl who you her sex I heard was homeless say
"All I really wanna is to feel
Won't you me tonight and we just might find"

A bottle of wine and feel our nature
tongue lickin' up my tongue
Your radio, up a smokey jazz love song
Madness becomes, even though
Livin' life it's hard to exist you're tempted

By flesh you wanna through
Beautiful in the bar there is poetry
She bends and and her ass
Is a thing
A dance dancin' at a club the

Who can't really dance but that really matter
And she won't applause
'Cuz your and lost all light is gone
Your arms spread like a
And you're dreamin' that the world will fall apart

girl in your gaze which is hazy
Takes your dollar in the gutter the cigarettes
Or wine hungover
I was warned of your normal behaviour and
My was too short to consider your whacky self

It's like this you dip down
And you are
Reelin' the ropes and you
Face some young

Your scrappin' your gets
Snapped your nose bled
thinkin' about a comeback
But your takin' it to the

You little
watch your back
'Cuz we're after your ass
By God we're jack it

You're journey is time
And show is over
You're 'bout as lucky as a three leaf
And your

Hoe bag
In her saggy skin
Who thought she was a model but in truth a has been
Both of us you your cheap rooms too
This is a in a little ways Robbie is too
{I'll that witch as if I were her pimp}
{And my crew will to her fraudulence}

{Ha ha ha
After you ask me like this
Of no}