Luyện nghe bài hát Western Ways

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Book me a flight to 30 round this land
Give me a fat sack of weed and some in hand
vatos that can handle themselves out on the road
And I you the spot will explode
I wanna rock Sur Califa known to deliver

Gettin stoned out over the Hudson River
See we poppin' West to East
Anywhere there's acid in the belly of the beast
Where is grittin' rundown but still hittin'
In rides top tippin' with my cut straight dippin'
Be the type to leave you out blowin' snot bubbles
Like a bud binge face down in the puddle
If one thing I've learned in my travels that's ironic
We all the same just we smoked different chronic

We are carnales it's like you didn't know
You're the reason I came I think it's time to

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I've been around in the game much than you can figure
All across the map to my pocket book bigger
The late-nite binges the party
Daily gettin' twisted off the herb and
Rollin with my homeboys but more like family
Started in the West now to the East is where flyin' me
A first class ticket we overseas
in the snow right down beside the Autobon
Crossing the feeling Germany's breeze

the spot in Hamburg ended up in Amsterdam
Hit the skies again back home to my

A little champagne the huero's high off the
Let's take a little trip south of the border

Chillin' con mis compas is in order
That's how it now I'm headed back home
Livin' on the till my record sells gold

3]

No how you see it now it's quite the same
You can tour with or for platinum fame
I give a damn about the homeboy now you can keep that
I tour for the the masa the fucking straight cash
Fame don't pay the bills on the real
Only cash my rola with that mass appeal

I got all yall in my sights
You should be pumpin' a hydro if all goes right
I plan to rock my funky rolas from the gates of

like a bug-a-boo all up on ya
Passin' entrance aw you

I can't fight it yo I think time we go...