Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle - Fugees

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

(Wyclef)
Chi-blah, chi-blah, chi-blah,
Check out de numba one rapper comin your speaker
is how Flex reach ya, bust it
For the kid he say, all day
Brooklyn to L.A. it's the ay ay ay
If a wan fi test a now de bwoy get sway
When we come in dancehall all de Raid, bust it
Cool fellow, in the stay mellow
All that guntalk who woulda you'd die yellow
drug dealer, work for the vampire
New York to Newark, Captain he works for sandwiches
Number, zero, hit,
If you saw the then you know no one's Untouchable
take this personal it's just family business
With this accomplice snitch now he sleeps with the
Preacher's Son
Refugee Camp the Funkmaster Flex in the house (Refugees up in here, yeah)
Got L in the house, and up (hahahaha, ha like this)

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