Luyện nghe bài hát Onomatopoeia

Forty-five minutes, cents
Sixty-five agents sitting on a
Saying, hey little brother look we got for you

We're gonna off an area and put on a show
From the Canadian down to Mexico
It be the most potentially gross
Thing that we possibly do

Yeah, little buddy get your chance
Make them pubescent all wet their
record it live and that's no jive
Hold it, it, no, no, no, no

Bang the pistol, crash went the window
Ouch the son of a gun
Onomatopoeia, I wanna see ya
in a foreign tongue

Knock, knock, hello, can I in?
Gee, it was a show
Oh, you gone on yet?
Well, how was I supposed to

Hey we got a great date, it's really
gonna get the grand canyon to do the sound
It's a boxing ring, but it might be the
To really put you in the

Well listen little brother, you get us wrong
Why we even know one of the words to your
Just say I do and lay it on you
You, you, and me, me, me, me

went the pistol, crash went the window
Ouch the son of a gun
Onomatopoeia, I don't to see ya
Speaking in a tongue

Hey buddy gonna get your chance
Make them all wet their pants
We'll it live and that's no jive
it, stop it, no, no, no, no

Bang went the pistol, went the window
went the son of a gun
Onomatopoeia, I want to see ya
in a foreign tongue

Onomatopoeia, I don't to see ya
Speaking in a foreign