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 callin D and,
me I need to be in Clevland.
a minute! One suggestion,
Go to Portland, look at and,
All around the world in 3
These aliens 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 yee-ha x3

Oh no! There's a cop at the and he
stop all the mosh from the floo.
Whoa! wanna keep me in line,
so I freak me a rhyme for mind,
I'm dressed to kill.
Whoa! Gas chamber, it slow and,
your partner, Dosey-Doe 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 just 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. it up! yee-ha x3
it up! C'mon.

one one.
two two.
Gimmie three.
Gimmie four.
five five.
Why you squeeling a what? 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.
up on your jaw, limpdawg.
In the of a gorilla, forrilla.
Better known as a killa.
speed. Ride the lightning.
Ladies dance, no underpants.
Cause I'm living low, my 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.