Luyện nghe bài hát Onomatopoeia

Forty-five minutes, fifty-five
agents sitting on a fence
Saying, hey little brother what we got for you

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

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

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

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

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

listen little brother, don't you get us wrong
Why we even know one of the to your song
say I do and we'll lay it on you
You, you, and me, me, me, me

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

Hey little buddy gonna get chance
Make them all wet their pants
record it live and that's no jive
Hold it, it, no, no, no, no

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

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