Luyện nghe bài hát Salsa

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

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

I like a beat that's unique and yes I my head zoomin'
And in my continental, you know shits boomin'
With the diamond in the back, suicide
You can look from here to
And never receive morsel

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

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

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

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

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

It's like when you dip down
And you are
Reelin' against the and you
Face some young

scrappin' your neck gets
Snapped back your nose
thinkin' about a comeback
But your it to the head

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

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

Hoe bag
In her saggy skin
Who she was a model but in truth a never has been
Both of us you your cheap rooms too
This is a in a little ways Robbie is too
{I'll slap witch as if I were her pimp}
my crew will attest to her fraudulence}

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