Luyện nghe bài hát Klap Your Hands

Verse dray

uhh, ? ? ? ? is macaroni and cheese
Before I start, I ta umm fart, no I gots ta uhh sneeze
Not, I gotcha trippin,
Shucks, I'm makin bucks so umm and then some
Cos I'm a wowsy ace boom coon
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 down
And good ship with the lollipop
Left so yiggity-yack, you booga-loo black
Oki doki, oopsy daisy, cos I'm krayzie that
But it's the cat got snuffed, or mr.red and his
So a spliff and rub-a-dub and then ya make beef stew
Troop, I got the hoolahoop, baby woop,
Lassie boy, you a mess, now go and get the pooper scoop
Oops, I wibble-wobble-wobble-wee I make
But and yippy-yi-yo, yay for dray and......

"klap hands now" (x3)

Verse two:

Bon voyage, out below cos umm
I got my on, the popcorn, the hubba bubba, yep gum
Skippity bum, you think I 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, 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 for the flavor of a spliff
Or a uzi, be careful who you choose, could a marvin, choose a ship
Lickity split, cos can sink ships
And yo, a sandwich isn't a snadwich without the whip
In the morning, yawning as I stand for check
To back up, I up, r-r-rut put you're boo deck
Yep, so what the heck, you rhymes like 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, klap your

(x3)

Verse dray

uhh, woopty doody, abba doozy, it's time
I'm on the yabber dabber, scrabber, shimmy sham flam
So, heavens-to-betsy, golly wolly, gee
My split got splat, the diddly squat was hot
Oh yeah, dapper doodly do, you don't mr. magoo?
You heard I'm loco, well yo, I'm 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 up in me, need no give me no more
Cos that lock ya stands, I can't stands no more
So zippity doo, da day, I gots stuff
See I'm sneaky freaky peaky I'm chock full of nuts
But yo I am enjoyed for the clamp in his
So hey, how much wood a woodchuck chuck?
If a woodchuck chuck, fuck you know the rest
So seizin it, 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 pop, crackle and snap
And all that, me and a gang of ping bang zoomer
To ya outcha sneakers and knock your granny outta roomers
Yo some say I'm bomber, some say brooklyn boop
But don't consider me as no follower, no or no poop
But rock, a by, rock, a by booboo
Let your fingers do the walkin, hey I'm talkin,
Can ya, can ya hear me? 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, kick a rhyme 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, 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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