Luyện nghe bài hát Cowgirls From Hell

it up!
C'mon.

it up!
it up!
C'mon.

Good the sky is fallin,
with stereos,
They keep on callin D and,
Tellin me I to be in Clevland.
a minute! One suggestion,
Go to Portland, look at and,
All the world in 3 minutes
aliens never seem to get it.
Huh? I'm dreamin, me up and,
me up, cause I'm red to go.
Gimmie cow girls, spaceships,
powers, like The Matrix.
Oh my god, I my direction,
girls, my collection.
All time, I've been paying dues.
And speaking my mind, ya got to lose, C'mon.

Giddeyup yee-ha x3

Oh no! a cop at the door and he
wanna stop all the mosh the floo.
Whoa! They wanna me in line,
so I freak me a for your mind,
I'm dressed to kill.
Whoa! Gas chamber, it slow and,
Grab your partner, and,
Be my with, the young and restless.
all day.
Dr. Evil, the inspector.
Hannibal Lecter, my cousin.
At a dozen, aliens are inside my oven.
are buggin.
Tyler Durden left a message.
But and hip hop, I'm all your left with.
And all this time, I've been dues.
And my mind, ya got nothing to lose, C'mon.

Giddeyup Giddeyup x3

C'mon. Fire it up! x3
it up! C'mon.

one one.
two two.
Gimmie three.
four four.
Gimmie five.
Why you squeeling like a Like a pig.
(whole x4)

All the cowgirls say: Giddeyup.
try it cowgirls. C'mon.
Giddeyup.
And all the cowboys say: it up!
try it cowboys.
it up!

Cowgirls: Giddeyup x3

Now

Cowboys: it up! x3

Go call the law, quickdraw.
Lockin up on jaw, limpdawg.
In the of a gorilla, forrilla.
known as a backstreet killa.
High speed. the lightning.
dance, with no underpants.
Cause I'm low, my flow on your creep,
And I'm a startin fires in the street.
huh? Fiction, microchip in-side my lip and, I'm red to go.
So outragious, contagious.
Teleport me, to Vegas.
Angelina, the form.
I'm the sniffer.
The Storm.
And all time,
I've been dues, And speaking my mind,
ya got to lose, C'mon.

Giddeyup Giddeyup x3

C'mon.

Fire it up! x3
it up! C'mon.