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

One, Two
One, Two,

International
pounds
When I stomp the
(Wooh!)
Like a elephants
Or Silverback
You can't the train
Who some?
Don't unprepared
I'll be there, but I leave there
Better be a name
tellin' us
It ain't goin'
So now we sittin in a
wet
In a silk suit not to sweat
Hittin' somersaults the net
But be the year that we won't forget
One, Nine, Nine,

Anno
Anything
Be what you to be
Long you know
Consequences are given for
The is
Too to jump in jail
Too low to dig
I just touch Hell
Hot
Get a life, now on sale
Then I might you a spell
Look at came in the mail
A and some Arm & Hammer
Soul grill and bacon, Mamma
Black and a pack of Pampers
Stack of
no answers
Cure for
for AIDS
Make a nigga to stay on tour for days
Get back
are wrong
Well not really, it was bad all
Before left adds up to a ball of power
Thoughts at a thousand miles per
Hello,
Let your brain
there's always mo'
(Owww!)

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

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

Uno, dos,
on
Did you ever think a
Rock a
Like that boy
And we still street
Big happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack
Dying to
Outkast bumpin' up and the street
back Cadillac
About niggaz deep
Seventy MC's
to the beat
'Cause we get
Stay at the club
bought an ounce
But you a dub
held back
But you threw the
Supposed to meet girl
But you packed a
No D, to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way
By the name of
Got a little girl
years, Jordan
Never turned my back on my kids for

hit it, quit it, rag top
Before up
Get a
a business for yourself, boy
Set goals
Make a fat out of dusty coals
Record four
But we on the
up, slow up, stop, control
Like Janet, Stankonia
On ya
like Floyd
Comin' straight to
Lock all your
block the corridors
Pullin off my
'Cause a whipping's in
I'd a three piece fish
Before I cut your
Yo Taco Bell
I hit the border
Piti pat rappers trying to get the
I'm a microphone
Tryin to stay
you come to ATL
Boy you better not
'Cause the family goin' ride

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

pull the thang out
Unless you to bang
(Bombs Baghdad)
(Ahh, yeah)
Don't even
Unless you to hit something
(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
Power music, electric
Power music, revival
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