Luyện nghe bài hát B.o.b. (bombs Over Baghdad)

One, Two
One, Two,

International
pounds
When I the ground
(Wooh!)
a million elephants
Or Orangutangs
You can't stop the
Who some?
Don't unprepared
be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household
tellin' us
It ain't goin'
So now we sittin in a
wet
In a suit trying not to sweat
somersaults without the net
But this'll be the year that we forget
One, Nine, Nine,

Domini
Anything
Be you want to be
that you know
Consequences are for livin'
The is
Too to jump in jail
Too low to dig
I might just Hell
Hot
Get a life, now on sale
I might cast you a spell
Look at what in the mail
A scale and some Arm &
gold grill and bacon, Mamma
Black Cadillac and a pack of
of questions
With no
Cure for
for AIDS
Make a want to stay on tour for days
Get home
are wrong
Well not really, it was bad all
Before your left adds up to a of power
Thoughts at a miles per hour
Hello,
Let your breathe
Believe there's mo'
(Owww!)

Don't the thang out
Unless you plan to
(Bombs Baghdad)
(Yeah, yeah!)
Don't even
Unless you to hit something
(Bombs Baghdad)
(Yeah, ahh!)

Don't pull the out
Unless you plan to
(Bombs Baghdad)
(Yeah!)
Don't bang
Unless you to hit something
(Bombs Baghdad)

Uno, dos,
on
Did you think a pimp
a microphone?
Like that boy
And we still stay
Big things every time we meet
Like a team, crack fiend
to geek
Outkast up and down the street
Slant back
About five deep
Seventy five
Freestyling to the
'Cause we get
Stay at the club
Should've an ounce
But you a dub
Should've held
But you threw the
Supposed to your girl
But you a lunch
No D, to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way
By the name of
Got a baby girl
years, Jordan
Never turned my on my kids for them

hit it, quit it, rag top
Before up
Get a
Make a for yourself, boy
Set goals
Make a fat diamond out of coals
Record four
But we on the
up, slow up, stop, control
Like Janet, Stankonia
On ya
Moving like
straight to Florida
Lock all windows
Then block the
off my belt
'Cause a whipping's in
I'd like a piece fish
I cut your daughter
Yo quiero Bell
I hit the border
Piti pat rappers trying to get the
I'm a fiend
Tryin to alive
When you to ATL
Boy you better not
'Cause the Dungeon family ride

Don't the thang out
Unless you plan to
(Bombs Baghdad)
(Ahh, yeah)
Don't bang
Unless you plan to hit
(Bombs Baghdad)
(Ahh, yeah)

pull the thang out
Unless you plan to
(Bombs Baghdad)
(Ahh, yeah)
even bang
Unless you plan to hit
(Bombs Baghdad, yeah)
(Bombs Baghdad, yeah)
(Bombs Baghdad, yeah)
(Bombs Baghdad, yeah)
(Bombs Baghdad, yeah)

Ai, ai, ai, ai
Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai
Ow, ow, ow
B I G
Ow, ow, ow
B O I
Drop, drop, drop, it
Take brother

Bob head, rag top
Bob head, rag top
(Come on, me some)
Bob head, rag top
(Give me some)
Bob head, rag top
Bob head, rag top
(Come on)
Bob head, rag top
(Uh, me some)
Bob head, rag top
(Give me some)
Bob head, rag top
(Give me some)
Bob head, rag top
(Uh, uh)
Bob head, rag top
(Uh)
Bob head, rag top
(Uh, me some)
Bob head, rag top
(Uh, uh)
Bob head, rag top
(Uh, me some)
Bob head, rag top
(Give me some)
Bob head, rag top
(Come on, on)
Bob head, rag top
(Come on, me some)

Power music, electric
music, electric revival
Power music, electric
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