Luyện nghe bài hát Jobe Bells

dashing through hos,
and sixty 'fo's,
on three we go,
lots of doe,

Cellphone ring,
my "Because I Got High",
weed while I watch,
the flying by!

Oh, jinglebell, East Palmdale Jobe is and not whack,
Oooh found your daughter and you finally caught 'er and you mad I'm black,
I fucked her good, just like I should,
I I blew her balloon,
I didn't use a and now we have a problem:
she my baby in June (say what?!)

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

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

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

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