Luyện nghe bài hát Hotwax

It a backwash man to sing a backwash song
Like a pan when the fire's gone
Driving my pig while the taking pictures in the grass
In my radio

And I like in the evening sun
Dragging my heals 'til my day is
Saturday in the Captain's clothes
Tin blowing with my jury 'phros

Yo soy un cabrado
Yo chicle en cerabo

I can't believe my way when
My pants going much to fast
Karaoke at the suicide shack
Community service and I'm the mack

Shocked my finger spicing my
I been spreading disease all across the
Beautiful sitting in the kitchen

I was living like a hit man
Face in the guarantees
Jaundiced getting busy with ease
I get down I get down
I get all the way

Yo soy un disco
Yo tengo en cerabo

songs of the plaid bartenders
Western Unions of the westerns
Silver foxes for romance
In the chain smoke Kansas flash ass pants

And you got the hot wax
You never lose in your razor blade
Stealing out of my brain
Hazard signs the Alamo lanes

systems using the souls
You never get caught the wax so rotten
All my I got the grizzly worms
Hijacked flavors that I'm like birds

Yo soy un disco
Yo tengo en cerabo

Who are you
I'm the wizard of rhythm
Why did you come
I came here to tell you about the rhythms of the