Luyện nghe bài hát Salsa

We born in the seventies
The rippin' and rhyming and see
We're filling taste
In the old school I was
For the new I was late
But in high I was the bate

I rate in the great 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 famous for 311
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 know shits boomin'
With the in the back, suicide doors
You can look from here to
And receive your morsel

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

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

By flesh you wanna bust
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 dance but that doesn't really matter
And she won't hear
your drunk and lost all light is gone
Your arms like a cross
And you're dreamin' that the world soon fall apart

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

It's like this when you dip
And you are
Reelin' the ropes and you
Face some young

Your scrappin' your neck
Snapped back your nose
Your thinkin' a comeback
But your takin' it to the

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

You're journey is time
And your is over
You're 'bout as as a three leaf clover
And your

Hoe bag
In her droopy skin
Who she was a model but in truth a never has been
Both of us you your cheap 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}