Luyện nghe bài hát The Mexican

He's called
on a gun

Shot real, for practice
Map to the fortune, up under the mattress
A led belt, attached ciz and
Waking area, two blaze and
Hit the stage, on stallions
Looking for federal reserves, notes gold
true by the local governor
Southerner, sought bought a whole battalion
Fill out a snake within a hand
Get the on them then he explained the mistake
The techman's we show
While the flakes to shoot
Wild drink from the lake
say by the badge and the blazo
Who wanted shot from one to the aim of a laser
Trained by a neighbor, a
Who will stack a deck, once carved with a razor

He's Fernandez
on a gun
Dreams of Santa
the sun

Drums so loud outside
Makes it to dream
A is falling hard and fast
Makes it all real

Morning, morning
A chico's gotta his share
Morning, sad
Said he must be

It used to weight
But then it became a up
Constrictor boa, most center
Who along the mind of his own
For mostly silver and other shining
A bandit rebel, who move with the group
Because the levels flashing metals
Clash with the lords, tricker tis reactions
Hard labor, him ocapu contractions
Lawmen turned to
Gunfighter, cattle rustlers, hustlers, rough
Used his connections everything to
Cost on economic circles

Senorita
Chico come on
Santa losing
be first to go

Sam Houston's
Crockett too
When takes the Alamo
The to go is you

Morning, come
A gotta have his share
Morning, sad
Heaven will be

Morning, sad
a laugh, had a laugh
Ha ha ha ha ha

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