Luyện nghe bài hát Bo Fo' Sho'

Walkin my poodles, man it never old
my dogs on my leash I got bitches on the hold,
A aids kit? Thats a rhesus monkey,
I more nuts than a pistachio junkie!
Get ass than a giant donkey stable,
Got more lines than houston's coffee table,
I get more than grammar school lice,
I'm like a glacier I'm so decked out with ice.

Did you poop a virgin? Cause that is tight.
Jack black, and Barry ain't white.
I do in the bedroom, lie on ur back,
Cause I got the and you got the crack.
Though i'm sexually straight, your to find,
I'm mentally gay, cause I'll blow mind.
The parents be snickerin "Te shouldnt written it"
But I'm constipated, give a shit.

My is Bo fo sho,
A bostonian,
librarian at the WORDsmithsonian
The rap is scattered, it its ingenuity,
I gave it this little to give it continuity.

The say
Hey moron the gin
Cause I'm an OXYmoron breathing
me the bottle, I'll chug two thirds
Cause you bitches know fractions speak than words

And the say
Hey fellas i'm keepin it tight and if You play ur cards right you can have me
Should i blow you or beat you, or percussion?
Oh stop, PERIOD end of

My is Bo fo sho,
A bostonian,
Aryan at the WORDsmithsonian
The rap is scattered, it its ingenuity,
I gave it this little to give it continuity.

Walking the garden with food at y feet,
up the celery but dropped the beat (beet).

And I pick it up again.

in the hood ill take what you give me
Was einstein's good...relatively
A queen's kingdumb, it doesnt mix
A of literates, a bunch of moby dicks
"get thee to a punnery" to-pheelia
Take you with a "stainless-steal" ya.
Half a pound of breast, half a pound of chicken tits,
Why are only crackers at the Ritz?
Poverty, racism, it strange,
That only the homeless are for change?

I Sherlock
What, (watson) (watt, son?)
Rosa Parks call "shotgun"!
a bit of irony
A Ford driver has ADD
I come to master all these things?
Like a theif, i had to pull some strings.