Luyện nghe bài hát One Way

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

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

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

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

Rock this obnoxious, I'm truly not
'Cause I'm blood sucking like Muppets on ice
Arriba, arriba I'm the achiever
Gonna leave it to beaver, I'm the daydream
I'm like Mothra man with my big
And your the fucking jap that killed my offspring Chan
I'm a menace to society, I'm fill the prophecy
First I'll drink your Genesee and then I'll take your

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

Di Di Mao, you village down
You bring over we all Wang Chung
I'm a tarantula in your
And when you're back the skin I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna ya, I'm gonna bite ya
I'm Jimmy Pop, I'll tell you straight up I like ya
'Cause I'm cold kicking till the day I die
fail to copy but at least they still try
Busting up vocabulary is what I do
I'm gonna spread your legs like butter and gobble ya up like

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

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

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