Luyện nghe bài hát The Beach House

[South Mexican talking]
Uh, yo, up the music a little bit
For my nigga, Filero on this
Yo, what's up, up JC
Man it's real man, we go

Park Mexican]
I'ma have to smoke, I'ma have to fucking
Keep it in my lungs like an inside
No damn hope, I loc with the
Got married at the crack in south man
Holler if you me, wet like willy
Got my own island that little nigga Gilly
And the dang Skipper, fucking that
Could of proball but I got injured
Man I wouldn't kid you, throw dew
Got a fine bitch in the
more on the menu, I'ma get in you
You watch Ms. America, I Ms. Virginia
I'm known to burst, go to church
Got the block than your girlfriend penurch
I'ma scrape the curbs with my brand new
Go buy some cause to me they just pennies
I won two emmys, man I win
Got so much heat I could up your pours
out the county, fresh like downy
Now my mama high, cause she ate my weed
Now she tripping calling
I'm sad cause she me a what a bad son
But I promise gone wear off soon
Do what I do and just some cartoons
I'm on calhoun, I feel used
Cause a hoe just want to get in my of the loom
I'm about the shrooms, I'ma the news
SPM undefeated can't
Hit the dank smooth, all long
I mama tattooed on my arm
Dopehouse charm, with the in it
I'ma fuck Elliot for one minute
Then I be finished, I smoke
like Popeye except a little different
I sell but I smoke hydro ponic
I got more brown bags than and sonic
Man I'm on it, I I'm on my hustle
Never love a bitch cause I just trust her
Never the question, I'ma stay a bachelor
I'm in the kitchen cookies with my spatula
Do what I to, on the third chapter
Talk with my glock when I holler at you
Call me the greaser, roach and a
Don't fuck that nigga cause he's a
killer out the Hilla, cocaine dealer
Get my shit off a wheeler
My niggas, niggas, bar
Now I'm packing flippers, old flippers

scratching]
Roll 80 vogues till them start clacking
If you to jack, I got something for you
Not the chimmy for the beans and rice
Then to the store I a 40 on some dice
Hillwood hustler, never sleeping
Caught another case so I got to call my
Got a fine chick that look like Latoya
Run you out my city like them Oilers

[South Mexican]
You can hockey, I'ma play hookie
On the mic say that I'm the dookie
trying to shoot me, cause I'm making movies
Went gold twice, buy ice and
I'ma eat at Lugies, my doobies
She in a D cup cause I bought them
I'ma take the tuna, shoes are
go on vacation to Blue Lagoona
Cause I like to scuba, on the island
I'ma eat a of beans and I'ma play the tuba
See I'm awful throwed, should also know
That I'm a swamp thing and Papa Dough
And he frozen, got the house on the ocean
Fuck her in the ass with suntan lotion
All in the open, where people see
My neighbor's taking pictures of me
I'm a powerful man, I bought a house on the
the lot and told the cops get off of my land
With my barbie, I'ma throw a
They want my autograph but I don't got a
No more bacardi, I'm drunk I need coffee
to throw up bitch get the fuck off me
But anyway man, them up, who is you
You ain't my girlfriend, my girlfriend was wearing
But you suck a dick, so I won't say shit
Then I saw the kissing on my boy Nick
But what he don't know ain't hurt him though
But hold up when he hear this song be swoll
Man, have to tell him that his album sucks
And he shouldn't buy it or even to it once
So let it be a lesson any girl you meet
Take her to the store and tell that bitch to brush her