Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Wit No Hoe

I I could go along with you but I do have a problem. I've got
My (Soul!) but I can't my (Damn Hoe!)

Poor X not only do I from headsets
Full Era come at X from knockin' Z's correct
Next to count sheep
But too many sheep ain't jumpin' they sleep
Yeah they sleep I I'll check a shorter story
Bo's Hoe sound's boring perfect for these
Sleepless nights, though I quite over-aged
Yeah, I turn the page

Ha-ha huh begin
Book-marks the page
And reads once upon an age in a far far
Lived farmers, Tom, Sam and Bo of course
From behind Tom's fence Tom peeps across
Just to witness crop business
Boomin' like the big guy's, but get
Sam sold to uncles and cousins, poor Tom
He sold his to get a fence Sam (yeah)
Page 2 Sam the sight -
What goes at over his picket white
Slowly he peeks to see Bo plantin'
potatoes with his brand new hoe
Bo sees Sam but's not frettin', sweatin'
Thinkin' steppin' to the crib, forgettin'
'Bout his brand new hoe, Old Mickey D would say tricky
The thickens, onto page 3

Top of the mornin', sun's up, are blue
Once nothin cock-a-doodle-doo
All knew this tool more than well
Sure beats alarm bells, they head swells
Well, says Sam's off to tend to his crop
Time says Farmer off to mop
up and at 'em, then twitches one eye
For something is not quite cipher
"E-I-E-I-O!" Bo
"Left on my lawn, now it's gone, where's my
O woe is me, how will I ever seeds
Lay the fertilizer, dig up the
Plus make true my foremost
To get a picket and trash the chicken wire?"
By, uh, 100% life gets
one hoe goes from one's garden