Luyện nghe bài hát Salsa

We were born in the
The rippin' and rhyming and see
We're taste great
In the old I was eight
For the new I was late
But in high school I was the

I in the great state of California
I'm ya
Je vais a la plage que le guignol est chouette
I kick nonsense in French, tasty like crepe
I bet you feel I'm famous for 311
Not the DJs that I'm a damage

I a beat that's unique and yes I like my head zoomin'
And in my continental, you know that shits
With the in the back, suicide doors
You can from here to eternity
And never receive morsel

tale of ordinary madness
The girl who gave you her sex I heard was say
"All I really wanna is to feel
Won't you me tonight and we just might find"

A of wine and feel our nasty nature
Your tongue lickin' up my
Your radio, up a smokey jazz love song
becomes, even though your
Livin' life it's hard to exist when tempted

By flesh you wanna bust
Beautiful in the bar there is poetry
She and suspends and her ass
Is a thing
A dance at a club the hereafter

Who can't really dance but that doesn't really
And she won't hear
your drunk and lost all light is gone
Your arms like a cross
And you're dreamin' that the world will soon apart

Topless in your gaze which is hazy
Takes your in the gutter with the cigarettes
Or you're hungover
I was warned of your behaviour and felt
My life was too short to consider whacky self

It's like when you dip down
And you are
Reelin' the ropes and you
some young Mexican

Your scrappin' your neck
Snapped back your nose
Your thinkin' a comeback
But your it to the head

You little
Better watch back
'Cuz we're your punk ass
By God we're jack it

You're journey is time
And show is over
You're 'bout as as a three leaf clover
And older

Hoe bag
In her droopy skin
Who thought she was a but in truth a never has been
Both of us you your cheap rooms too
This is a bought in a ways Robbie is too
{I'll that witch as if I were her pimp}
{And my crew attest to her fraudulence}

{Ha ha ha
After that you ask me like
Of no}