Luyện nghe bài hát Bo Fo' Sho'

Walkin my poodles, man it gets old
With my dogs on my I got bitches on the hold,
A first aids kit? Thats a monkey,
I bust more nuts a pistachio junkie!
Get more ass a giant donkey stable,
Got more lines whitney houston's coffee table,
I get more head grammar school lice,
I'm like a walkin I'm so decked out with ice.

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

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

The say
Hey moron the gin
I'm an OXYmoron breathing OXYgen
Give me the bottle, 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 me tonight
Should i blow you or beat you, or percussion?
Oh stop, PERIOD end of

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

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

And then I it up again.

We're in the hood ill what you give me
Was theory good...relatively
A queen's kingdumb, it doesnt mix
A litter of literates, a bunch of moby
"get to a punnery" o-just to-pheelia
you with a condomn "stainless-steal" ya.
Half a pound of turkey breast, half a pound of tits,
Why are only crackers staying at the
Poverty, racism, it strange,
That the homeless are beggin for change?

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