Luyện nghe bài hát Sureno Blues

I in my 1963 Chevrolet
Watch it lay,
On the floor, en el
Lifts me off the just like a leo, que no
Simon, packs power just like mi cuete
Trece y siete
You're all up in my mix ese, ya
Before you get sliced and diced with the
No te mesa, no se que no te importa pinche leva
Meet me wherever whenever's
homey, turn up the system
I got the Sureno blues
Ain't nothing quite it, I like it
Something to to, get drunk to
I'm down for and drinking and deep thinking
Deep conversations gets me in invitations
Imitations everywhere like a Dayton a stamp
But my shit's so tight it comes out the speakers it gives you ear cramps
Perhaps you've met me, perhaps you've never had the
It never rains in sunny Southern California
Never ever cross the wrong homeboy's path and to get the last laugh
Nuh-huh, not
You talk shit about me, but you to look at yourself in the mirror
a boo, disappear, don't nobody want you here
Suprised? I'm
Resurrected this overdose of thoughts
Making my ears like gunshots
love it's all about the feria
That's what this world go round
You try not to that
But that's the only feedback, I get living life my way
Not a surfer, but I used to the crime waves
Used to live life sideways, wicked slick and sly
Driving thirty the highways
And I still can't for Fridays

Hey
up
Haven't you the news?
What's
Lil' Rob got a brand new sound ese, the Sureno blues baby
And this is how it gets down on the brownside of
Southern Califas style homeboy, it out

Now I slip I dip and hit my switch three pumps to the front
And hop the '63 down the
Drop it to the floor and it spark the fuck up

Drop the top, watch the
Time to go, it slow
'cause everybody knows not hard to spot a pelon
an old Chevy convertible
It's incredible, serious, serio, all in your
Keep it original, the video
Goddamn that'd be
Everybody begging me to make my song hours long
Bubble up like a bong, it shouldn't
While the rest of you vatos keep shit about each other
Going back and forth ping pong, now that's wrong
Say you're do it, then do it
Say you're gonna pull it, then it
Got a point to ese, then prove it
What you waiting for homeboy, you ain't and I fucking knew it

down to the old liquor store
To grab me a bottle of that old wine
I'm gonna drink it all by
nobody's business but mine

Catch me drinking wine down by the riverside
South, watch your fucking mouth or be floating up the river
Pescados you for dinner
Claiming that you're badder 'cause bigger
Homeboy how the you figure?
I'm chopped down trees and bigger enemies to their knees
So please, please,
Get gone with the breeze or gone with the wind, whichever one in
You me of the Wizard of Oz and that vato made of tin
No heart, don't start something you finish
'cause when it down to it I'm gonna mean business
And I'm in it to win it and you best believe I'll it
And I'll witness your to your own fucking finish ese

Haha, blues
right, simon ese
That's how we put it down
Get homey, get down
em what Sureno blues is all about ese, que no

That's

That's my blues
Get ese, get down
Get homey
Yeah, that's

That's my Sureno
That's my blues
That's my blues
That's my blues
my Sureno blues
That's my Sureno
That's my blues
my Sureno blues

That's right, oh
This is my, Sureno