Luyện nghe bài hát Flute Loop

So, sit back and max and relax
Off tracks I kick, come on and give it up
'Cause I get funky like diaper
And you know I'm mad spunky and I'm cash
I've got sex rhymes like got secrets
To all you peepers who are trying to peep this
I'm like Al Goldstein, I'm all screwing
Lead my to sixty wins like my man Pat Ewing
Like getting shot out the of a wave
Like pow on the peaks of a.k.
a sound that to the depths of the soul
Well that's the feeling that I make my

A little wine with my dinner so I'm in my ape
I like a winner when I make a mix tape
Because I get ill I'm on the pause button
And I get my fill and you say nothing
More soul on train then Don Cornelius
Got the mad subwoofer pumping bass for your
Just on the mic at the monthly function
Wires hitting connecting at the junction
Perlman's got beats and it ain't no
Dante his shit but you know he freaked it
And so the story on and on
Down in S.D. 50 'till morning