Luyện nghe bài hát Jobe Bells

dashing these hos,
cadillac's and 'fo's,
on three we go,
lots of doe,

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

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

I this 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 up her mouth; she couldn't get no oxygen!

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

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

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