Luyện nghe bài hát Ay Papi

Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo para ti

Got in Adidas over in Spain
The Don of San Juan got 'em insane
Got chicks in Spanish Harlem they brain
In Sao they follow, doin the same
for Run since "Sucker M.C.'s"
Papi bilingual, sell a single ease
Y'all think that I'm done, Run got no flow?
What is you loco? I'm grande pa-po
Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe
Fo' cats on the track got dough
Us cuatro, lock flow, you don't
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 goin on black? platinum and beyond that
Layin down the format, sippin on Cognac
the Don at?
I'm at with the kings payin homage to the things
they accomplished in they and I never stop throwin them flings
Control of the game, I'm right here the rain
A human pot of gold, I had a lot of flow
Ready to rock steady Run and make a lot of dough

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

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

- 1.5X