Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Scholar (ORIGINAL VERSION)

Yeah, yeah, who it is
the rap scholar here to make a dollar
(Check it out)
Try an' follow to make ya holler
it out, everybody, everybody

Yeah,
the rap scholar here to make a dollar
(Check it out)
Try an' follow guaranteed to ya holler
it out

Aiyyo, my dogs hold control the whole street
And when it's time to they don't get cold feet
You it's me 'cause some say the boat rocker
Big Mac not the peace to Big Poppa

The show stopper, Salt-N-Pepa, rhyme wrecka
Friggidy front on this, I won't
I better catch ya, stiggidy out the blue
Das EFX, Redman, comin' through

We biggidy bubblin', some bubbly, lovely
But what trouble be, me, kid he cover me
I my ground, so yo, what up now?
hatin', what the fuck now?

Buck kid, you can get struck down for that shit
The mack spit, accurate, make back split
Sewer get a lotta, cheese like ricotta
The three man team, the rap

New York, everybody, Cali, everybody,
It's the rap scholar to make a dollar
Try an' follow guaranteed to ya holler
it out everybody, everybody

D.C., everybody, overseas, everybody,
It's the rap here to make a dollar
Try an' follow to make ya holler
it out

Aiyyo, it's the rap scholar, hot around the
a blaka-blaka, since I was a toddler
Drama, the nine-seven nigga
texture be the blood of an iguana

Sick, about nine inch thick
I a fo'-twenty Benz-o look like a six
First of the month I got the bundles for the
My big as a catcher's mitt when I brick

Sucker MC's who did not
If you don't this time, from coast to
I'm ' The Dark Ranger', me Don Punanna
So hot, my chewing gum enchiladas

You can tell, I don't give a
the cold to the place that shiver the erictor
Fuck you and the ship you on
While you sit around I get my bangs on

East coast, everybody, coast, everybody, c'mon
It's the rap scholar to make a dollar
Try an' follow to make ya holler
it out

Up North, everybody, South, everybody, c'mon
It's the rap scholar to make a dollar
Try an' follow to make ya holler
it out

Biggidy-Bingo, bangle, how the slang go
up the angle, now who wanna tango?
Click-clack, get back, Dunn, let me rip
Spit that, that, shit to push your wig back

You showboatin', get whole frame broken
Found floatin', somewhere in
No jokin', jump out the bubble
Pull out the pound and bust a round in huddle

Spent a lot of ghetto days ghetto ways
the ins and outs of ghetto trades still searchin' for a better way
Niggidy-never stress it though, keep it and go
Trust me if it's runnin' low, my mic the gunner yo

Facin' towards mine, so throw your hands in the air
of the rhyme, auto-nine, up against your spine
Blow your spot up, ' cause yo, I get this ricotta
The man team, the rap scholars

New York, everybody, Cali, everybody,
It's the rap here to make a dollar
Try an' guaranteed to make ya holler
it out

D.C., overseas, everybody, c'mon
It's the rap here to make a dollar
Try an' guaranteed to make ya holler