Luyện nghe bài hát Klap Your Hands

Verse one:

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

"klap your now" (x3)

Verse skoob

Bon voyage, look out cos umm
I got my on, the popcorn, the hubba bubba, yep gum
Skippity bum, you think I don't the time
Well half-past a cow's ass and I'm a real bad ass
Yeah, shitty-bang-boom-bang, yo who
Abra-cadabra, crickets, set the wrists 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 of a spliff
Or a uzi, be careful who you choose, could choose a marvin, choose a
Lickity split, cos flippity-lips can sink
And yo, a sandwich isn't a snadwich the miracle whip
In the morning, as I stand for group check
To back up, I up, r-r-rut put you're boo deck
Yep, so what the heck, you gives rhymes a cheque
the a is for apple, the j is for 'ja back to book bets'
And then o-be on *? mansel? *
So if ya happy and ya know it, your hands

(x3)

Verse dray

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

(x3)

Verse four:

A diggity-cap, my style 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 and knock your granny outta roomers
Yo some say I'm brooklyn bomber, some say brooklyn
But don't consider me as no follower, no 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 booboo sit, cos I'm the one who
Kick a rhyme in singular, so son, used to it
Cos poof the magic dragon, I'll kick a rhyme in
Or triplicate, can't forget my big jaw
Umm, everyone as I kick the jigsaw
letter, crooked letter, i
Crooked letter, letter, I hump back
Hump back, i, you can't i
Cos i's dem and dem is bound to make ya......

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