Luyện nghe bài hát Salt Bag Spill

Suckers, suckers,

You got the grip, I'm about to flip
Your backdrop spell puttin' dents in the padlock
defying the laws of slingshot
A picket fence

To separate the stones you on
Before the tide comes in on the early
The light bulb spins on the rims
You in the sun

You're just a salt bag spill, another bag spill

'Cause it's a jean battle from the burlap
I break your ribs and full contact
Vagabonds, you a war
But we're the of the crop
And you're the of the corn

Crash, and no good comeback
Flash in the pan a burnt short stack
But got the butter to let your mud slide
You're slippin' on down for the of time

Salt bag spill, another bag spill

I'm pitching my in Mr. Rourke
You get the trap door with sawdust
Pepper in the jar served that dinner
Slam you like a screen door keepin' out the condition

You get the bath
You're out of commission, tarred, you're feathered
And covered in lacquer, your head's in a
ringing with laughter

You suckers, suckers, suckers,

Salt bag spill, another salt bag
bag spill, you're just a salt bag spill

Takin' out, you
out [Incomprehensible]
Takin' out, you