Luyện nghe bài hát Smack My Bitch Up

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

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

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

And now on bass, he's
He's a guy, he's in an upright and locked position
He knows the programming language
the low man on the totem pole
He's Gordon Brie
Danke,

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

He's cymbalic, we're 'brush with greatness'
He likes to bang the slowly if you know what I mean
And I think you do, am I people?
Mr. Gouda

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

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