Luyện nghe bài hát Salsa

We were in the seventies
The and rhyming and brethren see
We're filling great
In the old school I was
For the new I was late
But in high school I was the

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

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

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

A bottle of wine and our nasty nature
tongue lickin' up my tongue
Your radio, pickin' up a smokey jazz love
Madness becomes, even your
life it's hard to exist when you're tempted

By you wanna bust through
legs in the bar there is poetry
She bends and and her ass
Is a thing
A dance dancin' at a club the

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

Topless girl in your gaze is hazy
Takes your in the gutter with the cigarettes
Or wine hungover
I was warned of your normal and felt
My life was too short to consider your whacky

It's like this you dip down
And you are
Reelin' against the and you
Face young Mexican

Your scrappin' neck gets
Snapped your nose bled
Your about a comeback
But your it to the head

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

You're journey is small
And your show is
You're 'bout as lucky as a three clover
And older

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

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