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,
me I need to be in Clevland.
a minute! One suggestion,
Go to Portland, at breasts and,
All around the world in 3
These aliens never 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 this time, been paying dues.
And speaking my mind, ya got to lose, C'mon.

Giddeyup Giddeyup x3

Oh no! There's a cop at the and he
wanna stop all the from the floo.
Whoa! They wanna me in line,
so I me a rhyme for your mind,
I'm dressed to kill.
Whoa! Gas chamber, it slow and,
your partner, Dosey-Doe and,
Be my guest with, the and restless.
all day.
Dr. Evil, the inspector.
Lecter, he's my cousin.
At a dozen, aliens are inside my oven.
are buggin.
Tyler Durden just a message.
But rock and hip hop, I'm all your with.
And all time, I've been paying dues.
And speaking my mind, ya got to lose, C'mon.

Giddeyup yee-ha x3

C'mon. it up! yee-ha x3
it up! C'mon.

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

All the cowgirls 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.
Lockin up on jaw, limpdawg.
In the of a gorilla, forrilla.
Better known as a killa.
speed. Ride the lightning.
Ladies dance, no underpants.
Cause I'm low, my flow on your creep,
And I'm a vampire startin in the street.
Pulp 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,
been paying dues, And speaking my mind,
ya got to lose, C'mon.

Giddeyup Giddeyup x3

C'mon.

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