Luyện nghe bài hát Chuck Al Hashib

Bob Al was a man of the Nile.
A fez on his head and a lot of style.
Shady Rashan to kill and to rob
And one day being provoked
He Bob (And that ain't right.)
Well in the street Bob lay at Shady's feet
And stared, no one dared to compete.
Nobody dared to compete.
Nobody when Bob died
Nobody to try and save him
Hey look away pretend like Bob was there
Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him
Bob had a bro who him dearly
is on his way.
Chuck Al was a man of the sands
A fez on his and a gun in his hands.
He had knives in a black bandolier,
A in his sock, and a bug in his ear.
Bad news fast, so did Chuck, so they say.
For what Shady did would make Shady pay.
Al Hashib was on his way.
Nobody cared Bob died
Nobody cared to try and him
Hey look away like Bob was never there
Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him
Bob had a bro who him dearly
is on his way.
Shady was afraid: he paid assassins to his ass
And sharpened up their swords,
Hawked loogs and until Chuck arrived.
Slowly across the he came on a camel hard as enamel.
He wait for an invitation,
He whipped out his gun and it well.
Well, Chuck spent his slugs on the thugs and them dead.
He took his sword and he lopped (ha ha ha) off their heads.
Rashan hurled himself at Chuck's feet
Begging for to please let him go free.
But Chuck lit his bomb and he blew up
Bob was a brother, you see.
Nobody when Bob died
cared to try and save him
Hey look away pretend like Bob was there
Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who him dearly
Bob had a bro who loved him
is on his way.
is on his way, hey.