Luyện nghe bài hát Salsa

We were in the seventies
The rippin' and rhyming and see
filling taste great
In the old I was eight
For the new school I was
But in high I was the bate

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

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

Another of ordinary madness
The girl who gave you her sex I was homeless say
"All I really is to feel Nirvana
you take me tonight and we just might find"

A bottle of and feel our nasty nature
Your lickin' up my tongue
Your radio, pickin' up a smokey jazz love
becomes, even though your
Livin' 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 the hereafter

Who can't really dance but doesn't really matter
And she hear applause
'Cuz drunk and lost 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 dollar in the gutter with the cigarettes
Or wine you're
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' against the and you
Face some young

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

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

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

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

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