Luyện nghe bài hát Mope

We drop this next bomb
For a money playa that ain't with us no mo'
Yeah, B.I.G.

Hell no, we do this
For a gangbangin' that never seen it comin'
Yeah, Shakur

Nah bitch, I'm talkin'
Motherfuckin' Falco and
Falco?

Ooh, me, Amadeus, ooh, rock me, Amadeus
Ooh, rock me, Amadeus, ooh, me, Amadeus
Ooh, rock me, Amadeus, ooh, me, Amadeus
Ooh, me, Amadeus, ooh, rock me, Amadeus
Ooh, me, Amadeus

Tried to OD on the
'Golden got me 'Sweatin' To The Oldies'
Hanging out like Ds sip Long Island Iced Teas
Wrote to Mayor McCheese "Send a Shake please"

Three o' clock on the dot, time to for eighth graders
Rather tape the Channel so that I can watch it later
Reruns of reruns, so what's
Dee's up and Rog on crack again

Deep a whole Nutty Buddy
Make whoopie to a of Silly Putty
Make a Spam and Colgate and ate it
Go "National Geographic" and draw panties on the natives

So I like to naked in front of my pets
But my cat was so I sent him U.P.S.
Playin' 'spin the bottle' my mom
I watch "Cops" with no on

Must've blown a fuse nothing on
Lamer than the Pope, the walls like King Kong
Buggin' out Tori Spelling's eyes
than the parents on a 'Party of Five'

Luciano on a treadmill
Not going nowhere, slim chance we
Less hip than Bo Jackson, bored wood
around like 'Frankie Goes To Hollywood'

Relax, do it, when you wanna go to it
Relax, don't do it, when you come
Relax, don't do it, you wanna go to it
Relax, do it, when you wanna come

Nowhere to go, I can't up late
Just sit around and for my Old Spice to activate
Stalemate, jailbait in 'My Life' imprisonment
Amazing what a good breakfast make, isn't it?

I to pretend I'm speed reading
Never the sight of the thrill of sneezing
Don't need a shower today, just Brut by Faberge
Smell the ass of my jeans, clean, do another day

And I recycle, I my own farts
I dial the wrong number, a conversation starts
I mean I as well be listenin' to Journey
Givin' a mullet hook the Flowbee to the Kirby

Make a call pretendin' I'm a mime
Get stuck in traffic just to pass the
Sent a letter in the mail in Braille to Quest
Send me back my

Must've a fuse, nothing's going on
Lamer the Pope, climb the walls like King Kong
Buggin' out like Tori Spelling's
Deader than the on a 'Party of Five'

Pavarotti on a treadmill
Not going nowhere, slim chance we
hip than Bo Jackson, bored like wood
Dick around like Goes To Hollywood

Relax, don't do it, you wanna go to it
Relax, do it, when you wanna come
Relax, don't do it, you wanna go to it
Relax, don't do it, when you wanna

I'm mighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
When you cum
I'm tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
When you cum

I'm tighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
When you cum
I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm plums
When you cum

Yo yo yo yo yo! What it is,
Aww shit, comes Pac-Man
Hey Pac-Man, up?

Me, you bitches, I'm high on crack, wanna
No Pac-Man, drugs are bad, nope, can't you man
Pussies, whoa, shit!

Must've blown a fuse, nothing's on
Lamer than the Pope, climb the walls King Kong
Buggin' out like Tori eyes
than the parents on a 'Party of Five'

Luciano Pavoratti on a
Not going nowhere, chance we will
Less hip Bo Jackson, bored like wood
Dick around like Frankie To Hollywood

Relax, don't do it, when you go to it
Relax, don't do it, you wanna come
Relax, don't do it, you wanna go to it
Relax, do it, when you wanna cum

macaroni, holy macaroni
Holy macaroni, macaroni
Holy macaroni, holy
Holy macaroni, macaroni