Luyện nghe bài hát Three Nights In Rio

You knew we had to come like this, right man
It's too hot in New man
It's too hot in New York man, me

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of
No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my
Mucho poquito dinero
Means I hard and I have no money

Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the
I'm sippin' as the water splash my feet
It's too hot in New I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the under the shade

When I was young they called me Robin
'Cos I stole from the and I gave to the poor
Went back home, whooped on my ass
Said, "I'll be if I let you live like that"

next door neighbors jumpin'
Beatin' on his wife while the kids watchin'
that day we was out on the porch
And we was out of New York, we woke up in

Three nights in Rio De with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police to interrupt my silence
Mucho poquito dinero
Means I work hard and I have no

Playin' my guitar, I'm on the beach
I'm sippin' margaritas as the splash my feet
It's too hot in New York I had to get
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach under the

I'm in your like your neighbors were Spider man
But I'm in the club 'fore I entered the stadium
I bring the vibe the days of the tribe
Before I had the fame I was servin' the

So who to know about a nine-to-five
Wakin' up at five the cold in my eyes
Now my daddy, he can rest in
From the belly of the beast to the beach, let's go

Three in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to my silence
Mucho trabajo dinero
Means I work hard and I no money

Playin' my guitar, used to daydream at the
Prayin' if I ever make it, I'm gon' my family make it
From the of Brooklyn, to the Jersey canny shores
I'm a stand on stage and play guitar till I fall

Santana, let me get some
Santana, let me get some

one goes out for those, who work for low income
Keep your head up, 'cos if I made it, you can it too one day

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to my silence
Mucho trabajo poquito
Means I hard and I have no money

my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach
I'm sippin' margaritas as the splash my feet
It's too hot in New York I had to get
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach under the

too hot in New York man
It's too hot in New man
It's too hot in New man
too hot, yeah

It's too hot in New man
too hot in New York man
too hot in New York man
It's too hot,

Yeah, Carlos Santana with the son
It's the tour, too hot

You know I ain't leavin' without Santana on this Celia
Y'all know better, go now

Guantanamera, Celia will always ya
Guantanamera, Clef the Carlos Santana
Guantanamera, Celia always miss ya
Guantanamera, Clef with the Santana