Luyện nghe bài hát Santana DVX

What is that Cristal? No, Dom P? no
This is that Carlos champagne
Oh shit, Santana That's my joint
Mine too, but a lot of these busters don't know it
Well, let's these mother fuckers

As a kid, I used to lay and think
When was Santana make a drink?
But now I'm all and my dream came true
Santana champagne, him to you

the heart of Napa Valley and the guitar king
Comes the sparkling to make a blind man sing
Yo, it's the champagne from the man the bandana
I can't a food with anything but Santana

the first name in champ? It's Carlos
And to man I propose a toast
In the sixties, he had lotsa sex
But now getting down with the DVX

Excuse me fellas, am I to
That Carlos Santana has made a
That's mother fucker, here try it
Alright, ah

I alive for the first time
sip hits my lip like a landmine
Without in my life, I was living a lie
He his guitar weep, but his champagne cry
a southwest, tie-wearing bolo-champ
Coming straight out the box a bowl o' champ

Yo, he a with the sugar and yeast, mix it in pots
Like the way his mixes jazz, blues and pop
Add the sauce of fusion, his ladies deucing
Plus he teamed with Rob for a music revolution
On the seventh day, it's been said God
But on the eighth day, he the DVX

Gentlemen, what is all the hub-ub about?
Carlos Santana? That's I see you
Bitches is enjoying my wine, we certainly are
Well, be careful because this shit will get you up

I'm no other, one of a kind, my sparkling wine
Santana DVX make you wanna sex
I'm rich bitch, I'm having my
Get all the time, by seventies chicks

Won hella Grammies, bitches me their panties
I'm your daddy, probly nutted in your mammy
I'm a Bay boy, life, been around the corner
Try to me foul and my vipers'll run up on ya

A legend, a boss, what I are
pimped, tryna be killing the guitar
Not young enough to know better, but enough to not care
I get acting, might slap a bitch my hair

West coast, up top I bang shit
I fucked her line and popped on her lip
Can't stop, won't stop my bread
Packed arenas and coliseums, now watch me
Oh, Santana

A monkey drank a bottle and to speak
A squid drank a and became a freak
A drank a bottle and forgot how to growl
A horse a bottle and fucked a cow