Luyện nghe bài hát 1, 2, 3 ... Slam!!!

Okay, here's the about my mom and dad
One was
One was
I bet you you're glad
I'm a half breed, my skin is yet tan
I don't know what the I'm on
So 1, 2...1, 2, 3 SLAM!!!

Kinky when I wake up
when I go to bed
My dad speaks jive to me, don't know what he just said
My mother a honkey
My Kentucky fried
I know what the hell I'm on
So 1, 2...1, 2, 3 SLAM!!!

Back at home it's black eyed peas with a pot on the side
It's hot dogs on nights
The country fried
My dad says "Yo boy the peas!"
My mom says pass the
I need something to the pain
So I'll go downtown and get downers

Whoa, man, I'm a bit slow
But got to get up somehow
Got no
a good idea
Let me you how
steal my parents credit cards
Oh yes rip them off
I'll go downtown to dad works
And get some cocaine

Now I'm high, and I'm not shy
I'll get it off my
My mom is white, she thinks right
She thinks she's the best
My dad is just a negro, he's not one to play
I don't what the hell I am
So 1, 2...1, 2, 3 SLAM!!!