Luyện nghe bài hát Oh Bo

(spoken):
I feel hip hop
used to be a for the voiceless,
and now it's become, at in the mainstream,
a symbol of misogyny, gay panic, irresponsibility.
So I figure,
if you beat 'em,
'em.

Hittin' the up VIP
I got a fake and a fake ID.
I look like Wooly
with a wooly willy.
And I the bouncer,
pass by an ex and I and bounce her, wowser.
Look at all of Bo's
looking for a ride on hose.
And I spot a little Latino, booty so big it Oprah's ego.
We go to it, it, she says, "Dios mio mi amigo!"
it out, stick it in your mouth, and I bust in the back of ya.
Swallow bitch, there's starving in Africa!

every single day
Do it single way
the single ladies say
Bo
And if I gay,
though I I'm straight,
I'd make them say...

You're an ice cream sundae with a on top,
but careful, cherry, 'cause I'm the of Pop.
Pop pop pop my weasel,
now ya looking like Jackson easel.
My is:
you don't blow 'til you what congestion is,
swallow when you know what is.
Follow Bo, the only is:
have you been before
by the matador?
Cake-batter more
it matter whether you're
Spanish, French, or Cambodian,
I'll you so hard you could be on Nickelodeon.

Single single day
Do it single way
Make the ladies say
Bo
And if I gay,
I swear I'm straight,
I'd make them say
Bo
Oh Bo-o, ooh Bo, Bo
A-a-Oooh Bo, Oooh Bo, Bo

You that you can handle me?
Girl, don't me laugh.
I said my junk is
it will you in half (yea).
And if lucky,
I just bring you home,
and I'll you going down
like you're growin' an chromosome.
And you love me,
grab me by the buns
'cause I got a bad of the ruunnnns.
I got the
I got the

Single single day
Do it every way
Make the ladies say
Bo
And if I gay,
though I I'm straight,
I'd make them say
Bo

(Spoken)
I wanna it down for ya'll
I came from the streets, with
Now I'm hit records
For my still livin' in the streets,
Still in poverty, I wanna tell you
I'm this for you.
My success is success.
And I you may be thinkin',
Hey, if you believe that,
Why you use some of your money
To help rebuild the
Instead of putting rims on a gold jet ski?
And to that I say (uh, is comin' out):

every single day
Do it every way
Make the ladies say
Bo
And if I gay,
though I I'm straight
I'd them fellas say
Ugh Ugh!

You fume like a tuna,
I'll ya later.
I met a fat
and her in an elevator.
It was wrong on so levels.
It was wrong on so le-le-le-levels.
It was wrong on so many (ugh).
It was wrong on, it was on, it was wrong on

Single single day
Do it every way
Make the single say
Bo
And if I gay,
though I I'm straight,
I'd them fellas say

Single every
Do it every
Pop single like a Pringle jingle
Bo

This almost completed
All this little needed
Instrument that's reeded:
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(yea)

Oh, Bo
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