Luyện nghe bài hát One Way

Jimmy Pop's not a pooper, not a but a popper
And I got more pop than Orville
And I got gravy than the whole Gravy Train
I'm kooky, going loopy like a man insane
I won't be around when the ends
So the only that I'll recycle is your girlfriend
Aww yeah, back to the side I jump up, I
I'm using knock 'em sock 'em ya know I'm playing it to win

The Nina, the Pinta, the Santa
See you later 'cause I wouldn't want to be ya
I'm a chip, I'm a pringle 'cause you know I got the
Pop me up in your mouth like I was a Life
Ain't got no soul but I got than Don Henley
I'm whiter than Casper but I'm not that
Marco Polo you tried to fly
Make thoughts vocal, I'll put ya in a choke hold

One way or another I'm gonna ya
I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha,
One way or I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna getcha, I'll

I'm a gangster, no, I'm a bitch
Your momma gave me head, your girlie gave me the
So scratch it till the beats fast, listen to the shotgun blast
In the oven get burned or in the tank that you'll get gassed
like Bacos, never mistake though
Showing up, painted up, from Macco
Now I'm comin' in in stereo, than a Cheerio
Quick to your fix and I'm dizzier than a merry-go

Rock obnoxious, I'm truly not nice
'Cause I'm sucking evil like Muppets on ice
Arriba, I'm the under achiever
Gonna leave it to beaver, I'm the believer
I'm Mothra man with my big wingspan
And your the mother fucking jap killed my offspring Chan
I'm a menace to society, I'm gonna the prophecy
First I'll drink Genesee and then I'll take your liberty

One way or I'm gonna find ya
I'm getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha
One way or another I'm gonna ya
I'm gonna getcha, I'll

Di Di Mao, you burn village
You bring family over we all Wang
I'm a tarantula in your
And when peeling back the skin I'm gonna see ya
I'm bite ya, I'm gonna bite ya
I'm Jimmy Pop, I'll tell you straight up I don't ya
'Cause I'm cold lyrics till the day I die
fail to copy but at least they still try
Busting up vocabulary is I do most
I'm gonna spread your legs butter and gobble ya up like toast

You went for the cherry, you bobbing for the apple
But the apple it be rotten and you had to eat the
Scrapple? Pig meat a pig pen, hog leftovers, your girlfriend
So I to the effects and I don't care what nobody thinks
I'm eatin' up your and dropping all your Tiddiley Winks
goes my arm, I think it's outta socket
Come over here little girlie I got some in my pocket

One way or I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha,
One way or another I'm find ya
I'm getcha, I'll getcha

One way or another I'm find ya
I'm gonna, getcha, getcha, getcha,
One way or another I'm find ya
I'm getcha, I'll getcha