Luyện nghe bài hát Sureno Blues

I jump in my 1963
it lay, orale
On the floor, en el
Lifts me off the just like a leo, que no
Simon, much power just like mi cuete
Trece cuarenta y
all up in my mix ese, ya vete
Before you get sliced and with the machete
No te mesa, no se que no te nota pinche leva
Meet me whenever's clever
Ponle homey, up the system
I got the blues rhythm
Ain't nothing quite like it, I it
to bump to, get drunk to
I'm for smoking and drinking and deep thinking
Deep conversations gets me in invitations
Imitations like a Dayton without a stamp
But my shit's so tight when it comes out the speakers it you ear cramps
Perhaps you've met me, perhaps you've had the pleasure
It rains in sunny Southern California homeboy
Never ever cross the wrong homeboy's path and expect to get the laugh
Nuh-huh, not
You talk shit me, but you refuse to look at yourself in the mirror
Peek a boo, disappear, nobody want you here
Suprised? I'm
Resurrected this overdose of thoughts
my ears ring like gunshots
Fuck love it's all the feria
That's makes this world go round
You try not to believe
But the only feedback, I get from living life my way
Not a surfer, but I used to ride the crime
Used to life sideways, wicked slick and sly ways
thirty down the highways
And I still wait 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 on the brownside of town
Southern style homeboy, check it out

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

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

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

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

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

That's

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

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

right, oh yeah
This is my, blues