Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle - Fugees

(Lauryn Hill) Yeah, we got up in here, haha!
(Wyclef) Refugee y'all
(Lauryn Hill) Flex up in here!
(Wyclef) One two,
(Lauryn Hill) Yeah, like this yo
*singing* We into Flex, yeahhh, two months ago
(Wyclef) Yeah, yo was he doing?
(Lauryn Hill) Yo, hahaa, like yo, word
*singing* He was backstage at a Refugees
(Wyclef) Oh yeah, I it was like the Mecca
and Rock on the wheels
(Lauryn Hill) up, yeah
*singing* He Fu's could you rock yeah (yeah yeah, one time)
Or you won't (one time) oh yeah, oh yeah
So we in the back of a big gray Cadillac
Oh my honey... yeah
With nickels and busting fat freestyle rhymes
Oh baby, and we crazy, yeah, so we break it like this
I'm not Japanese but I drive a
Not Spanish, but I eat arroz con
Not Haitian, but I eat seskwa

(Wyclef)
Chi-blah, chi-blah, chi-blah,
Check out de numba one rapper comin through your
This is how Flex ya, bust it
For the kid he say, all day
From Brooklyn to L.A. the ay ay ay
If a wan fi test a now de bwoy get sway
we come in dancehall all de roaches Raid, bust it
Cool fellow, in the dancehall mellow
All that guntalk who woulda thought die yellow
Penny drug dealer, for the vampire
New to Newark, Captain Kirk he works for sandwiches
Number, zero, hit,
If you saw the then you know no one's Untouchable
Don't take this personal it's just business
With this accomplice snitch now he sleeps the fish
Preacher's Son
Refugee with the Funkmaster Flex in the house (Refugees up in here, yeah)
Got L in the house, and Prazwell up (hahahaha, ha this)

[Funkmaster blends into Doug E. Fresh's "I-Ight"]