Luyện nghe bài hát Salsa

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

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

I like a beat that's and yes I like my head zoomin'
And in my continental, you know shits boomin'
With the in the back, suicide doors
You can from here to eternity
And receive your morsel

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

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

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

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

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

like this when you dip down
And you are
against the ropes and you
Face some Mexican

Your your neck gets
Snapped back your nose
thinkin' about a comeback
But takin' it to the head

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

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

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

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