Luyện nghe bài hát Flute Loop

So, just sit and max and relax
Off that I kick, come on and give it up
'Cause I get funky like rash
And you know I'm mad spunky and I'm making
got sex rhymes like Victoria's got secrets
To all you peepers who are trying to peep this
I'm Al Goldstein, I'm all about screwing
my team to sixty wins like my man Pat Ewing
Like shot out the barrel of a wave
Like virgin pow on the of a.k.
Like a sound to the depths of the soul
Well the feeling that I make my goal

A little with my dinner so I'm in my grape ape
I feel like a when I make a mix tape
Because I get ill when I'm on the pause
And I get my fill and you say nothing
More soul on this train Don Cornelius
Got the mad subwoofer pumping bass for anus
Just getting on the mic at the function
hitting switches connecting at the junction
Perlman's got beats and it no secret
Dante found his but you know he freaked it
And so the story on and on
in S.D. 50 'till early morning