Luyện nghe bài hát Mope

We gonna drop this bomb
For a makin' playa that ain't with us no mo'
Yeah, B.I.G.

no, we gonna do this
For a thug that never seen it comin'
Yeah, Shakur

Nah bitch, I'm 'bout
Falco and shit
What?

Ooh, rock me, Amadeus, ooh, rock me,
Ooh, me, Amadeus, ooh, rock me, Amadeus
Ooh, me, Amadeus, ooh, rock me, Amadeus
Ooh, me, Amadeus, ooh, rock me, Amadeus
Ooh, me, Amadeus

to OD on the Cold-Eeze
'Golden Girls' got me 'Sweatin' To The
Hanging out Double Ds sip Long Island Iced Teas
Wrote to McCheese "Send a Shamrock Shake please"

Three o' clock on the dot, time to for eighth graders
Rather the Weather Channel so that I can watch it later
Reruns of reruns, so what's
knocked up and Rog on crack again

Deep throat a whole Nutty
Make to a batch of Silly Putty
a Spam and Colgate sandwich and ate it
Go through "National Geographic" and panties on the natives

So I like to dance naked in of my pets
But my cat was inattentive so I him U.P.S.
Playin' the bottle' with my mom
I "Cops" with no pants on

blown a fuse nothing going on
Lamer than the Pope, climb the like King Kong
Buggin' out like Tori eyes
than the parents on a 'Party of Five'

Luciano on a treadmill
Not going nowhere, slim we will
Less hip than Bo Jackson, bored like
Dick around like 'Frankie Goes To

Relax, don't do it, you wanna go to it
Relax, don't do it, when you come
Relax, do it, when you wanna go to it
Relax, don't do it, when you come

Nowhere to go, I wake up late
Just sit and wait for my Old Spice to activate
Stalemate, jailbait in 'My Life' imprisonment
Amazing what a good breakfast pickles make, it?

I like to pretend I'm reading
Never lose the sight of the thrill of
Don't need a shower today, just Brut by Faberge
Smell the ass of my jeans, clean, they'll do day

And I recycle, I sniff my own
I dial the wrong number, hope a starts
I mean I might as be listenin' to Journey
Givin' myself a hook the Flowbee to the Kirby

Make a prank call pretendin' I'm a
Get stuck in traffic to pass the time
Sent a letter in the mail in Braille to Johnny
Send me back my

Must've a fuse, nothing's going on
Lamer than the Pope, climb the like King Kong
Buggin' out like Spelling's eyes
Deader than the parents on a of Five'

Luciano Pavarotti on a
Not going nowhere, chance we will
Less hip than Bo Jackson, like wood
Dick around like Goes To Hollywood

Relax, don't do it, you wanna go to it
Relax, don't do it, you wanna come
Relax, don't do it, when you go to it
Relax, don't do it, you wanna come

I'm mighty tighty and I'm smugglin' plums
you wanna cum
I'm tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
When you cum

I'm mighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
you wanna cum
I'm mighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
When you cum

Yo yo yo yo yo! What it is,
Aww shit, here Pac-Man
Hey Pac-Man, up?

Me, you bitches, I'm on crack, wanna freebase?
No Pac-Man, drugs are bad, nope, can't you man
Pussies, whoa, shit!

blown a fuse, nothing's going on
Lamer than the Pope, climb the walls King Kong
Buggin' out like Tori eyes
Deader than the parents on a of Five'

Luciano on a treadmill
Not going nowhere, slim we will
Less hip than Bo Jackson, like wood
Dick like Frankie Goes To Hollywood

Relax, don't do it, when you go to it
Relax, don't do it, when you wanna
Relax, don't do it, when you go to it
Relax, don't do it, when you cum

macaroni, holy macaroni
Holy macaroni, holy
Holy macaroni, macaroni
Holy macaroni, holy