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 the train
Who some?
Don't come
be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household
tellin' us
It ain't goin'
So now we in a droptop
wet
In a silk trying not to sweat
somersaults without the net
But this'll be the that we won't forget
One, Nine, Nine,

Domini
Anything
Be you want to be
that you know
Consequences are given for
The is
Too to jump in jail
Too low to dig
I might touch Hell
Hot
Get a life, now they on
I might cast you a spell
Look at came in the mail
A scale and some Arm &
Soul grill and bacon, Mamma
Cadillac and a pack of Pampers
Stack of
With no
Cure for
Cure for
a nigga want to stay on tour for days
Get back
Thangs are
not really, it was bad all along
Before left adds up to a ball of power
at a thousand miles per hour
Hello,
Let your breathe
Believe there's mo'
(Owww!)

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

Don't pull the out
you plan 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 stay
Big happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack
Dying to
Outkast bumpin' up and down the
back Cadillac
About niggaz deep
five MC's
Freestyling to the
we get crunk
Stay drunk at the
Should've bought an
But you a dub
Should've back
But you threw the
Supposed to your girl
But you packed a
No D, to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way
By the of Bamboo
Got a little girl
years, Jordan
Never turned my on my kids for them

Should've hit it, it, rag top
Before up
Get a
a business for yourself, boy
Set some
a fat diamond out of dusty coals
Record number
But we on the
Hold up, up, stop, control
Like Janet, planet
On ya
Moving Floyd
straight to Florida
Lock all your
Then the corridors
Pullin off my
'Cause a in order
I'd like a piece fish
Before I cut daughter
Yo quiero Bell
I hit the border
Piti pat trying to get the five
I'm a fiend
Tryin to stay
you come to ATL
Boy you better not
the Dungeon family goin' ride

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

pull the thang out
Unless you plan to
(Bombs Baghdad)
(Ahh, yeah)
Don't 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
never 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, electric
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