Luyện nghe bài hát The Cactus

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3rd bass deals with the place
of where mind is
the kind of stuff that you want to smoke with
pictures, like allen funt would.
snapshots get the hot
to get it, but don't sweat it
cause if you she'll chalk the cue
and boom, stroke the 8
stick and run and having fun
prickin my cactus like I'm my gun
quickly til it and I unload
the

2
I for lust of quenchin,
G sit on cactus and
enough to clock a digit
ass so it won't quit
so I step to to
the office in my intro
throwin low bass to the third
a on mines a prop
so I found loops to
and a boomin butt to go
to go lo solo
the cactus behind door 3

3
The smart villain, like Gilligan
out on an
with my string and bamboo
caught somethin in a see nighty
might be a little tasty A 300 pound white
no on to see this, boom I dropped my fluid like a
shes contained and I'm a brain
but doing the wild
the fat thing off of my swing
larger than Jim Backus the cactus

4
No boots your spent
last for toxicants
one move to a throttle
eyesight is a goggle
I trips to the type
looking in the dark light
it's appetizing to
to a pushing 58
all and her butt sags
in the desert no tag
a household tool and a ho
the cactus turned mother out