Luyện nghe bài hát Klap Your Hands

Verse dray

Well uhh, ? ? ? ? is and cheese
Before I start, I ta umm fart, no I gots ta uhh sneeze
Not, I gotcha trippin,
Shucks, I'm bucks so umm hip-hip-hooray and then some
Cos I'm a powsy ace boom coon
So "wa-bap-a-loo-ba-bawa-bam-boom!"
Drayx up for sure dang, now I'm flexed
My a-efx'll quote, when the bridge down
And i'ma ship with the lollipop
Left so yiggity-yack, you booga-loo black
Oki doki, oopsy daisy, cos I'm like that
But the cat got snuffed, or mr.red and his crew
So roll a spliff and rub-a-dub and then ya make stew
Troop, I got the hoolahoop, woop, dooby-doo
Lassie boy, you a mess, now go and get the pooper scoop
Oops, I while I make
But hocus-pocus and yippy-yi-yo, yay for and......

"klap hands now" (x3)

Verse skoob

Bon voyage, out below cos umm
I got my on, the popcorn, the hubba bubba, yep gum
bum, you think I don't know the time
Well it's half-past a ass and I'm a real bad ass
Yeah, shitty-bang-boom-bang, yo who
Abra-cadabra, jimminy crickets, set the to my slang
I got the all sniffin, sneezing, yes
Stuffy-head, for ? ? ? ? and fever, sow you to rest
Tight rhymes, ? ? ? ? catch the fever for the flavor of a
Or a uzi, be careful who you choose, could a marvin, choose a ship
Lickity split, cos flippity-lips can ships
And yo, a sandwich a snadwich without the miracle whip
In the morning, yawning as I for group check
To back up, I up, r-r-rut put you're boo deck
Yep, so what the heck, you gives like a cheque
Because the a is for apple, the j is for 'ja back to bets'
And then o-be on *? mansel? *
So if ya happy and ya know it, klap hands

(x3)

Verse dray

Well uhh, doody, abba doozy, it's time
I'm on the yabber dabber, scrabber, shimmy sham flam
So, heavens-to-betsy, golly wolly, gee
My lickity split got splat, the squat was hot
Oh yeah, dapper doodly do, you don't know mr.
You heard I'm loco, yo, I'm despicable too
So umm, hi ho silver and we go
The ranger got pissed and shot tonto in his toes, so
toledo, cowabunga, what gives
I you shot my borough til *? blow at twins? *
The farmer's up in me, need no give me no more
Cos soul lock ya stands, I can't stands no more
So zippity doo, da day, woops I stuff
See I'm sneaky freaky peaky plus I'm chock full of
But yo I am enjoyed for the clamp in his
So hey, how much wood a woodchuck chuck?
If a could chuck, fuck you know the rest
So it, seizin it, seizin it I shall
Cos it's the krayzie wit the books, that's my pal and......

(x3)

Verse four:

A diggity-cap, my slipp'ry is ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
I got the mics, the back pop, crackle and
And all that, me and a gang of ping ping bang
To freak ya outcha sneakers and knock granny outta roomers
Yo say I'm brooklyn bomber, some say brooklyn boop
But consider me as no follower, no runner or no poop
But rock, a by, rock, a by booboo
Let fingers do the walkin, hey I'm talkin, yoohoo
Can ya, can ya me? checka, checka 1-2
Aiyo, sit sit, shit cos I'm the one who
Kick a rhyme in singular, so son, used to it
Cos poof the dragon, I'll kick a rhyme in duplicate
Or triplicate, forget my boogaloo big jaw
Umm, listen everyone as I the jigsaw
M-i-crooked letter, letter, i
Crooked letter, letter, I hump back
Hump back, i, you touch i
Cos i's gots dem and dem is to make ya......

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