Luyện nghe bài hát Salsa

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

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

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

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

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

By flesh you bust 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 dance but doesn't really matter
And she hear applause
'Cuz your drunk and lost all light is
Your arms spread a cross
And you're dreamin' the world will soon fall apart

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

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

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

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

You're journey is small
And your is over
You're 'bout as lucky as a leaf clover
And older

Hoe bag
In her saggy 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 little Robbie is too
{I'll that witch as if I were her pimp}
{And my crew attest to her fraudulence}

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