Luyện nghe bài hát Ay Papi

Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo fiebre ti

Got senoritas in Adidas over in
The Don of San got 'em goin insane
Got chicks in Spanish Harlem holdin brain
In Sao Paolo follow, doin the same
for Run since "Sucker M.C.'s"
Papi bilingual, sell a with ease
think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow?
What is you loco? I'm grande pa-po
Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe
Fo' on the same track got dough
Us cuatro, lock flow, you don't
New York City to Puerto Rico (whoa)

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

[Fat
Uhh, uhh
What's on black? Goin platinum and beyond that
down the format, sippin on that Cognac
the Don at?
I'm at with the kings payin homage to the things
they accomplished in they teens and I never stop them flings
Control of the game, I'm right over the rain
A human pot of gold, I had a lot of flow
Ready to rock with Run and make a lot of dough

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

[Bo Skaggs
Skaggs
Aiyyo I rolled up, in the spot that I up
My ice like hold up
All the chickens like, "Look at Bo, he growed up
Thinks he the bomb, bet his stay blowed up"
So much frost on my wrist my fist froze up
A is tryin to get a little close up
Why I'm a star 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 this day I hit 'em off I'll America sewn
Rich plat', rims chrome, spin (?) to dome
I your home, lick you down, strictly to bone
The hit that I'm on got mamis singin my song

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