Luyện nghe bài hát One Way

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

The Nina, the Pinta, the Maria
See you later 'cause 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 than Don Henley
I'm whiter Casper but I'm not that friendly
Marco Polo you tried to fly
Make your thoughts vocal, put ya in a choke hold

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

I'm a gangster, no, I'm a gangster
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 you'll get burned or in the that you'll get gassed
Fake-o like Bacos, never though
up, painted up, fresh from Macco
Now I'm comin' in in stereo, rounder than a
Quick to fill fix and I'm dizzier than a merry-go

Rock this obnoxious, I'm not nice
I'm blood sucking evil like Muppets on ice
Arriba, arriba I'm the under
Gonna leave it to beaver, I'm the daydream
I'm like man with my big wingspan
And the mother fucking jap that killed my offspring Chan
I'm a menace to society, I'm gonna fill the
First drink your Genesee and then I'll take your liberty

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

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

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

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

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