Luyện nghe bài hát Sureno Blues

I in my 1963 Chevrolet
it lay, orale
On the floor, en el
Lifts me off the ground just a leo, que no
Simon, much power just like mi cuete
cuarenta y siete
You're all up in my mix ese, ya
Before you get and diced with the machete
No te mesa, no se que no te importa nota leva
Meet me wherever whenever's
homey, turn up the system
I got the Sureno blues
nothing quite like it, I like it
Something to bump to, get to
I'm for smoking and drinking and deep thinking
Deep conversations gets me in like
Imitations everywhere like a Dayton without a
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 never rains in sunny Southern homeboy
Never ever cross the homeboy's path and expect to get the last laugh
Nuh-huh, not
You talk shit about me, but you refuse to at yourself in the mirror
Peek a boo, disappear, don't nobody want you
Suprised? I'm
Resurrected from this overdose of
Making my ears ring gunshots
love it's all about 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 live life sideways, slick and sly ways
Driving down the highways
And I still wait for Fridays

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

Now when I slip I dip and hit my switch pumps to the front
And hop the '63 the calle
Drop it to the and watch it spark the fuck up

Drop the top, the cops
Time to go, it slow
'cause everybody knows it's not to spot a pelon
Cruising an old 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 three long
up like a bong, it shouldn't belong
While the rest of you vatos keep shit about each other
Going back and like ping pong, now that's wrong
Say you're gonna do it, do it
Say you're gonna pull it, pull it
Got a to prove ese, then prove it
What you for homeboy, you ain't shit and I fucking knew it

Walk to the old liquor store
To grab me a bottle of that old funky
I'm drink it all by myself
Ain't nobody's but mine

Catch me drinking wine down by the riverside
South, watch your mouth or you'll be floating up the river
Pescados you for dinner
Claiming that you're badder 'cause you're
Homeboy how the fuck you
I'm chopped trees and brought bigger enemies to their knees
So please, please,
Get gone with the or gone with the wind, whichever 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 when it comes down to it I'm mean business
And I'm in it to win it and you best believe kill it
And I'll witness your quickness to your own finish ese

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

That's

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

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

That's right, oh
This is my, Sureno