Luyện nghe bài hát Play The Guitar

B.o.B. play the
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B.o.B. play the
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Well it's B.o.B., than a stewardess
Fresh to death like I'm dressed for a
My retarded, my flow is the stupidest, dumb
I'll probably need to school tutor it
Balling on beats, got hops like
Sideline haters to chill where the cooler is
Dr. J flow, you can call me
take shots, I direct: movie shit
Grand champion, all I do is ball 'em up
Niggas starting conversations just so they can us up
If you ain't running shit you can't even with us
Still I'm chill, blunt wider than a cup
You know it's B.o, I do this for the
Stacking c-notes, pockets on
Umm, I'm killing 'em Mama - I'm talking hockey
I do it to death, on body bag
This beat is out of here, it's
Farewell, so long, so (sayonara)
I'm sayonara, the way I'm
So far away ain't no signal on my phone
I'm a star, so when I hit the bar it's like Cheers
Everybody who you are
Who thought I would've took it this far? Play the guitar

Play the guitar, the guitar, play the guitar
(B.o.B., B.o.B., B.o.B., B.o.B.) the guitar
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Man, I keep having this image where I'm
Standing on top of Church's Chicken guitar
Looked over and I see B.o.B. with this cigar
He's standing on top of Dunkin Donuts, like he own it
We at the of "Give It To 'Em" and "They Don't Want It"
We out here somewhere and me in Europe, out here yawning
My niggas threw out way too much jewelry, my chain
But they don't know black pearls, but I will show them
"Why the world sleeping on black girls?" Hey I know, man
Stacks, jumping out the jungle
Blowing tiger bubbles with "Go To Hell" bubblegum
I was younger space shuttle got hung in front of everyone
And grandmum tells me to stay humble but do not
One of mumbles will make 'em throw up they arms and hands
Now stumble and they know I put on my pants
One leg at a time, they do, pay us no mind
But everybody look at why we do it, it take us time
Excuse me if I'm no
According to the
3000 got a big old dic-tionary full of
He know how to use 'em
It also says I play the violin and that true but
You give me six and a pick
And I will make a guitar talk, why, I gotta say shit
And I encourage any to pick up some instrument
'Cause if you're mad at your dad or mum, you can grab it and
Eat your cabbage and corn, by the you're done
You will finally realize that meant you no harm
They was trying to your crazy ass from what's to come
3000 "Mr. Tell-Me-Somethin'"

My partners say I practice more, I know
They be saying I sound I'm out of tune
I ask "Do you cry in tune nigga? Do you laugh in tune?"

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