Luyện nghe bài hát Ay Papi

Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo fiebre ti

Got in Adidas over in Spain
The Don of San Juan got 'em insane
Got chicks in Spanish holdin they brain
In Sao Paolo they follow, the same
Admiration for Run "Sucker M.C.'s"
Papi bilingual, sell a single ease
Y'all think that I'm done, Run got no flow?
What is you I'm grande gato pa-po
Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe
Fo' on the same track got dough
Us cuatro, flow, you don't know?
From New York City to Puerto (whoa)

Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo fiebre ti
You got my burnin..
Ay papi, tu sabe, yo fiebre para ti
You got my burnin..

Joe]
Uhh, uhh
What's on black? Goin platinum and beyond that
down the format, sippin on that Cognac
the Don at?
I'm at Hollis with the kings payin homage to the
they in they teens and I never stop throwin them flings
Control of the game, I'm here over the rain
A pot of gold, I already had a lot of flow
Ready to rock steady with Run and a lot of dough

[D.M.C.]
You might tell from the way I
that sucker is who I stalk
Create in a rhyme is in formation
Or why I made a rap creation
is bound, to be reknowned
within this as a funky sound
And to those that try to put me
My DJ has jams, by the (c'mon, let's go)

[Bo Skaggs
Nit'
Aiyyo I rolled up, in the spot that I up
My ice glitter like up
All the chickens like, "Look at Bo, he done up
Thinks he the bomb, bet his beeper blowed up"
So much frost on my look my fist froze up
A photographer is tryin to get a little up
Why cause I'm a now? Buy out the bar now?
Or I press one button, start up my car
I heard you wanna spar now, so baby it's on
I spit flows, rip 'til the day that I'm gone
And day I hit 'em off I'll have America sewn
Rich plat', rims chrome, (?) to your dome
I entered your home, lick you down, strictly to
The hit that I'm on got Spanish singin my song

- 1.5X