Luyện nghe bài hát Klap Your Hands

Verse one:

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 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!"
up for sure dang, now that I'm flexed
My quote, when the bridge fell down
And i'ma good ship the lollipop
Left town so yiggity-yack, you black
Oki doki, daisy, cos I'm krayzie like that
But the cat got snuffed, or mr.red and his crew
So a spliff and rub-a-dub and then ya make beef stew
Troop, I got the hoolahoop, woop, dooby-doo
Lassie boy, you made a mess, now go and get the scoop
Oops, I while I make
But hocus-pocus and yippy-yi-yo, yay for and......

"klap hands now" (x3)

two: skoob

Bon voyage, look out cos umm
I got my socks on, the popcorn, the bubba, yep gum
Skippity bum, you think I don't know the
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, ? ? ? ? the fever for the flavor of a spliff
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 isn't a snadwich without the miracle
In the morning, as I stand for group check
To up, I slap up, r-r-rut put you're boo deck
Yep, so the heck, you gives rhymes like a cheque
Because the a is for apple, the j is for 'ja back to bets'
And then s-k-double o-be on *? *
So if ya happy and ya know it, klap hands

(x3)

Verse three:

Well uhh, woopty doody, doozy, it's time
I'm on the dabber, scribber scrabber, shimmy sham flam
So, heavens-to-betsy, wolly, gee whiz
My lickity got splat, the diddly squat was hot
Oh yeah, dapper doodly do, you don't mr. magoo?
You heard I'm loco, yo, I'm despicable too
So umm, hi ho and away we go
The lone ranger got and shot tonto in his toes, so
toledo, cowabunga, what gives
I heard you shot my borough til *? blow at *
The name farmer's up in me, need no give me no
Cos that soul lock ya stands, I can't 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 wood could a woodchuck
If a woodchuck could chuck, you know the rest
So seizin it, seizin it, it I shall
Cos it's the krayzie drayzie wit the books, my pal and......

(x3)

Verse four:

A diggity-cap, my slipp'ry is ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
I got the mics, the pop, crackle and snap
And all that, me and a gang of ping ping zoomer
To freak ya outcha sneakers and knock granny outta roomers
Yo some say I'm brooklyn bomber, say brooklyn boop
But don't 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 hear me? 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, kick a rhyme in duplicate
Or triplicate, forget my boogaloo big jaw
Umm, listen as I kick the jigsaw
M-i-crooked letter, letter, i
Crooked letter, crooked letter, I hump
back, i, you can't touch i
Cos i's gots dem and dem is bound to ya......

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