Luyện nghe bài hát Salsa

We were in the seventies
The and rhyming and brethren see
We're taste great
In the old I was eight
For the new school I was
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, tasty crepe suzette
I bet you feel I'm famous for 311
Not the whack DJs I'm a damage

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

tale of ordinary madness
The girl who you her sex I heard was homeless say
"All I really wanna is to feel
Won't you me tonight and we just might find"

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

By flesh you wanna through
Beautiful legs in the bar there is
She bends and and her ass
Is a marvelous
A dancin' at a club the hereafter

Who can't really dance but that doesn't matter
And she hear applause
your drunk and lost all light is gone
Your arms spread a cross
And you're that the world will soon fall apart

Topless girl in your gaze is hazy
Takes your dollar in the gutter with the
Or wine hungover
I was warned of your normal behaviour and
My life was too short to your whacky self

It's like when you dip down
And you are
Reelin' the ropes and you
Face young Mexican

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

You little
Better watch your
'Cuz after your punk ass
By God gonna jack it

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

Hoe bag
In her droopy saggy
Who thought she was a model but in a never has been
Both of us you bring cheap rooms too
is a bought in a little ways Robbie is too
{I'll slap 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}