Luyện nghe bài hát Smack My Bitch Up

Change my up, smack my bitch up
I said, change my up, smack my bitch up

you ladies and gentlemen
I'd like to introduce a little thing I to call, the band
Let's start the man behind the piano
a maestro, a master, a man of many melodies
Including the melody who's the hostess of the Grill

If you lose your keys, he can them
a Prodigy, as in psychosomatic addict insane
He's sitting on his stool, Bobby
Thank you,

And now on bass, high-strung
He's a stand-up guy, in an upright and locked position
He knows the basic language
He's the low man on the pole
Deep Gordon Brie
Danke,

And now on drums, on skins, on the
The cocktail kit, the thing you that you hit with the
He's a slick to pick with a stick
He's with another one of them Block Rockin' Beats
His middle is Tom

He's cymbalic, talking 'brush with greatness'
He likes to bang the drum slowly if you what I mean
And I think you do, am I right
Mr. Gouda

my pitch up, smack my bitch up
Change my up, smack, bitch, up
Whoa,
Whoa,

Change my pitch up, my bitch up
my pitch up, smack my bitch up