Luyện nghe bài hát Tonto

One day heard Indian drums
Saw a brother, listen too, wife too
Then on mission to
The city the sistas, though was a far distance
There's Lone Ranger outta area needed my assistance
To cash, last man got robbed, pimped
He never returned, I ok and put the money in the Fendi
Then into this girl
Looked that that girl on "Mork & Mindy" and
"How" I said to the white trim, me the Indian
in all this heat, the kind for hopin' a chance for ropin' in
"How'd you to put your Indian teenie in my openin'?"
Said that would be because the nigga new to this
True to this, double slide out the uterus
Calm, singin' sad popular songs
the money and the hon', screamin' at the top of her lungs
Now on a hunt, "You carry leaf?" I was to smoke a blunt
No, not without frontal, screw pronto, mean Tonto

Was extremely pissed, still picturin' screwin'
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
I don't know why the I'm doin' this
Nuisance, tracks, "whose to choose?"
Saddle loose, thirsty cuttin' a cactus for the juice and
All of a sudden, these women model ho's in Paris
Ganged to me the Indian, I was so embarrassed
Don't pull a kid a minute, to give in a minute
'Til I a shack yonder, or a couple livin' in it
Shook my hand, manner, though she pack her up and ran her
Couldn't her, fondle her feathers like she wanted some banana
Led me to the of the house, the hands that started track
Used it as my and then I nearly had a heart attack
Brush it off, wit the floss, way past disgusted
Said "what's the granny? Is your blind ass dusted"
Back in the hunt, now what do you want, poor granny me a blunt
No not frontal, screw girl pronto, mean Tonto, grandma

Found small timers after all, wasn't her intent to brawl
Pulled out my 45, "How, y'all" up the wall
the hooker and the money, here she came, sweatin' mine
Then the bitch is pointin' a at my fine behind
Now she a smart ass, should of when getting' off the hottie
So the busted in, startin lettin' off the shottie
Killed the men, slapped the girl, he figured I'm stuck trapped in
"Come on Rick, a horse cappin'?" Yeah, what the fuck happened
Grieve the folks, bleedin', sides red, I'm and
Indeed, now let the Apache kill the bitch, no I need her
Playin' the role, yet, "well is your pole up?"
Signals from the wife "what the hell is the holdup?"
he scares the honey, hit the switch dares to run it
Caught and the daffy hooker, said "bitch where's the money?"
it up hunt done, she wants a blunt and so it's frontal
That's not what I want, so drop drawers pronto mean

Now around
not it
Shut up bitch, I what I'm doin'
But my... oh!
Oh it
Stop... you're me
I could have killed...
Oh shit so good
Open mouth
Put it in mouth
with my balls too
Know I'm sayin' wake it up Slick