Luyện nghe bài hát Can-I-Bust?

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I'm not tall, but can I
the double dutch, going down the street
I rap to myself there ain't no one to rap to
And to me, yo, my shit be sounding
It's doo rock, doo rock, oop
I chew with my group, and we couped in a hoop
Deee! Somebody's is smelling poo
Geee! Tone, is you? (I don't think so)
I'm one time, two times, three times a
Bay-beh, bay-beh,
Ha! I make it happen, de, ladi da
When I was a boy I said "Oh" but now I'm a man "Ah"
Cha cha cha, who knows where the mouth
Yeah nigga, I'm fly, so your fucking mouth closed
goes "Rasheed" and I be saying "Boo!"
Bitches welcome back Common with the "Oooh ooh"
And is how I wreck it, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
is how I wreck it, do doo doo do doo
Now one two ir, I'm as Def as a Leopard
It could be, it be, it is? Holy cow!
I'm grass hopping the ?common Billy section?
Not the Godfather, but I lounge a stepper
Grandma, it, 8, we wait
(Ch ch chaa) I got scratch a DJ
I used to want to be like, I used to want to be
Mike, but the man in the mirror don't know if he's black or
And that me mad
(Backwards scratching) Who's

Now can I bust in this era, I'm a like addition
And listen, I'm out shit like a chef
The is the Late Show, showing you the ladies
You late on the show? Oh we the show? You right
To might right, raise, to my left, bap
In the back, Blah, so get the fuck out my face
Oh a disgrace, you can't disgrace
Boys I'll erase you to mincemeat
Human means T, O's, N's, why's this is just a before my album
No bum is out, I'm out to parlay you
One off the block, so bust it down, bust the sound
as a big zap
I frighten those biting when Lord jabber tighten when tighten taken to
Ynot's no loser but I lost your mind
I you, finder's keeper's so you mind too
Your mind match mine when I do mine
Call mine, my mouth is a fucking mine
More chaws like monster jaws, I get ate like the
I got to rhyme, too, I you like a stepson
No weapon, but I got a rep, son, for taking to the towel
Snakes in my
Shit, sit down all stand-up comic rappers
Who diss who go on about fashion
your seatbelts til he melts to ice
T.O.N.Y.'s backwards,
I attack nerds, fuck you heard
Hey, gone when I finish, and niggas say "Damn, Tone"
busted

Bust it out, chant
Common Sense you is running things
Let's show you we know you run it
You ain't us though we running things
Yeah, you know they things

Usually I'm the second voice, time I'm the first choice
In the rhyme, I'm no prancer, so
Momma mock me, here's your time to jock, G, don't me
Don't no axe like a savege
I ran track stars back to their crib, create
In there, I'm one for fun
One tht plays golf, can't raise play
One croquet, and Blazay plays the cut
make the women say "Hey"
Yodle lay hey hee hoo, in my way
Yo I lay she hoo, in my bed
Ask Common, I did momma, nah I took it easy
Of hail, on a scale from 1 to 10
I'm rich, I own Ebony and
And Essence say I'm strong cause the pen I've been a Bad Boy
A sad boy, I your girl 13 cause she's good
I say more? I see more, I see more
Sea shore to sea shore, I my yaght and play Yatzee
Ynot's the posse, dressing tight, yo I'm
Who's the master, the weak-minded say I rock too
The short-winded say I to long
So told me, "Please let me go to the peasant"
No, let me stop, chow,

Baby, baby, baby!
Kids call me coffee because I jugga jugga* drop!
And you stop, don't put on the red light
While I player, niggas I coach more than John Thompson
I'm in your town, George, I got it made like
I'm getting bigger than the lips on Martain
*Mmuah, It's like, it's like this
A Sermon like Erick, did a B.A.P. just Tists
Wham! I you over, but can I get a witness?
I the gift rapping, and wish you a Merry Christmas
he quickness is how I rip this, can you dig it?
Well if not, then dig this, is the way that I flow
The of hip-hop, I make you say "Ho!"
Don't me knocking, like I said, like I said
And this is the about a man named Jed
Got lead for those hefiers, yo I rip it out
My weapon, decker, I come from 187
And I do undercover like a cop
in the name of Com before I break your arm
Plus I'm with the U-Ack and Bushman
Peace to the Beatnuts, to the Pharcyde
Yeah, you know time it is
Yeah, how it is

(The silliness til the end)