Luyện nghe bài hát Boodah Break

Yo, yo, yo, hah
If you got motherfuckin' lighters
Light 'em up, light 'em up, light 'em up, 'em up
(D, me)

We're gonna take this time out to a blunt, ha hah
All your Buddha roll it up, roll it up
(D, me)

If y'all like to rock the funky beats
Somebody in the house say, yeah
(Hell yeah)
Yo, I that from the people up top
Check out

Yo, check the
the mic, buck until my neck gets whiplash
My lethal weapon tongue need a gun permit
any flow that can shine
Doc the blocks like either yo' ass or mine

Jersey style for presidents I'll whoop your ass
With one leg, Kirby style, for thirty
the Fawcett to Farah
Drain the Panama Canal up, that'll run mascara

I the Dom like friends at Don Pooh party
Before Mr. T my was too gaudy
My foul turn a New York crowd out
out and touch and use nine to dial out

So City are ya ready, ready?
So D.C. are ya ready,
Yo. to the undaground, Doc's Da Name
Rap is like the NBA, I love this

Yo yo, to all my niggaz and
Across the ghetto United
If you as hell ridin' in your car
Honk your horns, yeah and it up
Light it up, it up, yo, light it up

Ha hah, signin' off, yours
Funk Spock, rocks da world motherfuckers