Luyện nghe bài hát Klap Your Hands

Verse dray

Well uhh, ? ? ? ? is macaroni and
I start, I gots ta umm fart, no I gots ta uhh sneeze
Not, I gotcha trippin,
Shucks, I'm makin so umm hip-hip-hooray and then some
Cos I'm a wowsy ace boom coon
So "wa-bap-a-loo-ba-bawa-bam-boom!"
up for sure dang, now that I'm flexed
My a-efx'll quote, when the bridge fell
And good ship with the lollipop
town so yiggity-yack, you booga-loo 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 and then ya make beef stew
Troop, I got the hoolahoop, baby woop,
Lassie boy, you made a mess, now go and get the pooper
Oops, I while I make
But and yippy-yi-yo, yay for dray and......

"klap your now" (x3)

Verse skoob

Bon voyage, out below cos umm
I got my socks on, the popcorn, the bubba, yep gum
Skippity bum, you I don't know the time
Well it's half-past a cow's ass and I'm a bad ass
Yeah, shitty-bang-boom-bang, yo who
Abra-cadabra, jimminy crickets, set the wrists to my
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 who you choose, could choose a marvin, choose a ship
Lickity split, cos can sink ships
And yo, a sandwich isn't a snadwich without the miracle
In the morning, yawning as I stand for group
To back up, I slap up, r-r-rut put you're boo
Yep, so what the heck, you gives rhymes a cheque
Because the a is for apple, the j is for 'ja back to bets'
And then s-k-double on *? mansel? *
So if ya and ya know it, klap your hands

(x3)

Verse dray

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

(x3)

Verse skoob

A diggity-cap, my style is ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
I got the mics, the back pop, and snap
And all that, me and a gang of ping bang zoomer
To freak ya outcha sneakers and knock your outta roomers
Yo some say I'm brooklyn bomber, say brooklyn boop
But consider me as no follower, no runner or no poop
But rock, a by, rock, a by booboo
Let your 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
a rhyme in singular, so son, you're used to it
Cos poof the magic dragon, I'll kick a in duplicate
Or triplicate, can't forget my big jaw
Umm, listen everyone as I kick the
M-i-crooked letter, letter, i
Crooked letter, crooked letter, I back
back, i, you can't touch i
Cos i's gots dem and dem is bound to ya......

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