Luyện nghe bài hát Oh Bo

(spoken):
I feel hip hop
to be a voice for the voiceless,
and now become, at least in the mainstream,
a of misogyny, gay panic, fiscal irresponsibility.
So I figure,
if you beat 'em,
'em.

Hittin' the up VIP
I got a fake mustache and a ID.
I look like Willy
a really wooly willy.
And I the bouncer,
pass by an ex and I and bounce her, wowser.
at all of Bo's hoes
looking for a ride on hose.
And I spot a Latino, booty so big call it Oprah's ego.
We go to it, it, she says, "Dios mio mi amigo!"
Pull it out, stick it in mouth, and I bust in the back of ya.
Swallow bitch, there's people in Africa!

Single single day
Do it single way
Make the ladies say
Bo
And if I gay,
though I I'm straight,
I'd make fellas say...

You're an ice cream sundae with a on top,
but careful, cherry, I'm the King of Pop.
Pop pop pop my weasel,
now ya like Jackson Pollock's easel.
My is:
you don't blow 'til you know what is,
swallow when you know what is.
Follow Bo, the question is:
have you been before
by the mad-hatter
never more
it don't matter whether
Spanish, French, or Cambodian,
I'll slime you so hard you be on Nickelodeon.

every single day
Do it every way
Make the ladies say
Bo
And if I gay,
I swear I'm straight,
I'd make them say
Bo
Oh Bo-o, ooh Bo, Bo
A-a-Oooh Bo, Bo, Oooh Bo

You think that you can me?
Girl, make me laugh.
I my junk is bipolar
it split you in half (yea).
And if lucky,
I just bring you home,
and I'll have you down
you're growin' an extra chromosome.
And you love me,
don't grab me by the
'cause I got a bad of the ruunnnns.
I got the
I got the

Single single day
Do it every way
Make the single say
Bo
And if I gay,
I swear I'm straight,
I'd make them say
Bo

(Spoken)
I break it down for ya'll
I came from the streets, nothin'
Now I'm makin' hit
For my still livin' in the streets,
livin' in poverty, I wanna tell you
I'm this for you.
My success is success.
And I you may be thinkin',
Hey, if you really that,
Why you use some of your money
To help rebuild the
Instead of putting rims on a gold jet ski?
And to that I say (uh, chorus is out):

every single day
Do it single way
Make the ladies say
Bo
And if I gay,
I swear I'm straight
I'd them fellas say
Ugh Ugh!

You gotta fume a tuna,
smell ya later.
I met a fat
and her in an elevator.
It was on so many levels.
It was on so many le-le-le-levels.
It was wrong on so many (ugh).
It was wrong on, it was wrong on, it was on

Single single day
Do it every way
Make the ladies say
Bo
And if I gay,
though I I'm straight,
I'd make them say

Single every
Do it every
Pop that single like a jingle
Bo

This song's almost
All this little needed
Instrument that's double
the

(yea)

Oh, Bo
Play that