Luyện nghe bài hát Cowgirls From Hell

it up!
C'mon.

it up!
it up!
C'mon.

Good the sky is fallin,
UFO's stereos,
They keep on Freddy D and,
Tellin me I to be in Clevland.
a minute! One suggestion,
Go to Portland, look at and,
All around the world in 3
These never seem to get it.
I'm dreamin, wake me up and,
Beam me up, I'm red to go.
Gimmie cow girls, spaceships,
powers, like The Matrix.
Oh my god, I my direction,
girls, my collection.
All this time, I've been dues.
And my mind, ya got nothing to lose, C'mon.

Giddeyup Giddeyup x3

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

Giddeyup yee-ha 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 say: Giddeyup 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 ahead the law, quickdraw.
up on your jaw, limpdawg.
In the of a gorilla, forrilla.
Better as a backstreet killa.
speed. Ride the lightning.
Ladies dance, no underpants.
Cause I'm living low, my on your creep,
And I'm a vampire fires in the street.
huh? Pulp Fiction, microchip 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,
been paying dues, And speaking my mind,
ya got to lose, C'mon.

Giddeyup yee-ha x3

C'mon.

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