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 breed, my skin is fair yet tan
I don't what the hell I'm on
So 1, 2...1, 2, 3 SLAM!!!

Kinky hair when I up
when I go to bed
My dad speaks jive talk to me, don't know what he said
My mother a honkey
My Kentucky fried
I don't 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
hot dogs on Friday nights
The chicken's country
My dad says "Yo boy the peas!"
My mom says pass the
I something to ease the pain
So I'll go downtown and get some

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

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