Luyện nghe bài hát Oh Bo

(spoken):
I like hip hop
used to be a for the voiceless,
and now it's become, at in the mainstream,
a symbol of misogyny, gay panic, irresponsibility.
So I figure,
if you can't 'em,
'em.

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

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

an ice cream sundae with a cherry on top,
but careful, cherry, 'cause I'm the of Pop.
Pop pop pop my weasel,
now ya looking Jackson Pollock's easel.
My is:
you don't blow 'til you know congestion is,
swallow you know what digestion is.
Follow Bo, the only is:
have you been before
by the mad-hatter
Cake-batter more
it don't matter whether
Spanish, French, or Cambodian,
I'll you so hard you could be on Nickelodeon.

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

You that you can handle me?
Girl, don't me laugh.
I said my junk is
it will split you in (yea).
And if lucky,
I just bring you home,
and I'll have you down
like you're an extra chromosome.
And when you me,
don't grab me by the
I got a bad case of the ruunnnns.
I got the
I got the

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

(Spoken)
I break it down for ya'll
I came from the streets, with
Now I'm makin' hit
For my people livin' in the streets,
Still livin' in poverty, I tell you
I'm this for you.
My success is success.
And I you may be thinkin',
Hey, if you believe that,
Why don't you use some of money
To rebuild the neighborhood
Instead of putting spinning rims on a jet ski?
And to I say (uh, chorus is comin' out):

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

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

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

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

This song's almost
All this little ditty
Instrument that's reeded:
the

(yea)

Oh, Bo
that oboe