Luyện nghe bài hát Jobe Bells

dashing these hos,
and sixty 'fo's,
on wheels we go,
lots of doe,

Cellphone ring,
my "Because I Got High",
smoking while I watch,
the police by!

Oh, jinglebell, East Palmdale is back and not whack,
found your daughter and you finally caught 'er and you mad 'cuz I'm black,
ahaha I her good, just like I should,
I think I her balloon,
I didn't use a condom and now we have a
she havin' my baby in (say what?!)

I know holiday hooker,
I think her is Jan,
and if you 'aint got no (hell yeah),
she's got a plan,
I got a blowjob her friend,
I think her is Gwen,
my dick plugged up her mouth; she get no oxygen!

Oh jinglebell, jail, Jobe's from the hood,
skinny women suck my real good but their butt cheeks feel like wood (ouch!)
I be swimmin, in big fat women, I'm in the sack (ooh!)
why have a skinny little bicycle bitch when I can a Cadillac?!

I met this woman,
she she was Hawaiian,
she she didn't like black guys, however she was lyin'
she'd my go detonas,
all my and cash,
she licked my hairy balls, like coconuts!

Oh, jinglebell, shotgun shell, got a gun,
he pulled the trigger, shot that nigger look at mo' fucka run!
hit 'im in the kicked him in the ass, put a kneecap in his chest,
went to the court, and told the judge, "This man was arrest!"