Luyện nghe bài hát Besos [Explicit]

One up
Never if the sun up
It's all until the gubs see you come up
like a jungle never know what's gonna run up
We just wanna forever with the thumbs up
Barcelona, no got the bump up
Smart phone in the cops pull the gun up
Artichoke, heart's soft, my tough
Garçon, a cup of that young drunk
I ain't ya boy baby, you got me up
Wait, let me state it
Shut the up
Trust occupy space with dumb luck
Hush, got the tour bus bugged up
Shh.
Dirty like the wheels on a dump
Birds snuck through the with nun chucks
Adrenaline rush, the party jump up
I nut on her sponge butt

It goes people
I love the way you the people people
People
I the way you love the people people
People
I love the way you the people people

From gather around
Uh uh
Now, too playa, too for spoons
Got a, routine cause I fiend for
But cha, shooting at the ring and the
Screaming, fuck the
Cause that girl love you
There's a few dreams to
But if they don't let you keep shoe strings
They don't you to suffer
And if you're blessed you can haunt each
In a city of ghosts the vultures flutter
Now, mood swings a convenient
there's gotta be something in the butter
Smother the fire before it discovered
One foot in the the other foot in the gutter
Uh, boosting any thing, if it ain't screwed down
It becomes to my hunger
I take it back to my bunker
Stay everybody, have an awesome summer

People
I the way you love the people people
people
I love the way you love the people
people
I love the way you love the people

People from everywhere gather
Uh uh
Now
Bonus, me and my
Hoping you never treat me like I'm homeless
it mean you about to see me with some donuts
Or
Dominate the where your zone is
What you thinkin, it's the reason we're in biz
Work like a clown with the guns loaded
Only thing being worse than lonely is dick
got around, and now we call you blow fish
You was in your own bowl of porridge
When I rode across the ocean on the of a tortoise
see try to act like I'm gorgeous
Greasy mother make it party with the Socs
a picture of my penis to the POTUS
Roll my weed in the papers of old eviction notice
Is the police came like a of locusts
Hanky panky yanky of America