Luyện nghe bài hát Salsa

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

I rate in the great of California
I'm ya
Je vais a la parce que le guignol est chouette
I kick nonsense in French, tasty crepe suzette
I bet you feel I'm 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 that shits boomin'
With the in the back, suicide doors
You can look from to eternity
And never your morsel

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

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

By you wanna bust through
Beautiful legs in the bar is poetry
She and suspends and her ass
Is a thing
A dancin' at a club the hereafter

Who can't really dance but that doesn't matter
And she hear applause
'Cuz drunk and lost all light is gone
Your arms spread a cross
And you're dreamin' that the world will soon fall

Topless girl in gaze which is hazy
Takes your dollar in the gutter with the
Or wine you're
I was warned of your behaviour and felt
My life was too short to your whacky self

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

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

You bastard
Better watch your
'Cuz we're after your ass
By God we're jack it

journey is small time
And your show is
You're 'bout as lucky as a three clover
And your

Hoe bag
In her droopy skin
Who thought she was a model but in truth a has been
Both of us you bring your rooms too
This is a bought in a little ways is too
slap that witch as if I were her pimp}
{And my will attest to her fraudulence}

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