Luyện nghe bài hát Flute Loop

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

A little with my dinner so I'm in my grape ape
I feel like a winner when I a mix tape
Because I get ill I'm on the pause button
And I get my fill and you can't say
More on this train then Don Cornelius
Got the mad pumping bass for your anus
Just getting on the mic at the function
hitting switches connecting at the junction
Perlman's got beats and it ain't no
Dante found his but you know he freaked it
And so the story on and on
Down in S.D. 50 'till morning