Luyện nghe bài hát Return of The B - Boy

Yo yo yo yo, is in the house?
yeah!
Is eighty eight in the (it's the master, the master)
yeah!
So in the house? (pharcyde's in the house)
So get on up
And this mutha out!

Ah yes yes y'all, I got the for the flavor
Of a beat y'all, I stand tall gets raw like beef
I moo moo a cow honey-child, or, ooh, ah one two
Cause I check it, just lend me your ear
For a second, I'm wreckin eardrums cold black-n-deckin
Hold on the horse cause the force is like
If you can't slide stay out the park
And my preachers don't know ya hop off the ark
Are you do you need another tip, cause that's
Just like a talk light, in the tip
Jump onnn it! shake shit, if you want it
Show no shame, hey malik God damn get your and hang
It ain't no to jam on it, jam onnn it! (you don't stop)

The debonair mc, in the to be
Came to rock the and the young ladies
Gonna rhyme on the microphone all night
So the party won't stop until the of dawn
It's like that y'all, it's like y'all
When I play don't miss y'all
Some people all that fila gear
Gonna rock party out the atmosphere
Say hoooo! hoooooo!
Yeahhhhhhhhh, and you stop
Throw your in the air
And wave em you just don't care
If sparkin blunts with clean underwear
Somebody say, ohh yeahhhh! yeahh!
Ohhh yeahhh! and ya don't
Yo, cause in eighty-nine I was doin the wop
Back and forth, and back
I'm the streets now I'm a straight mack
Skin is black (what? ) hair is (what? )
Eyes are red, you know I can get down
When I get up on the mic, I the rhymes to life
I'm fresh, and I'm def tonight

Yeah, yeah, uh-huh!
West coast, west coast, coast is on fire
We don't no water let the motherfucker burn
motherfucker, burn!!

Check it out, well my name is and I'd like to say
That I'm a super def comin straight from l.a.
Fly tan brown skin before you're years old
And all the ladies love me cause I'm
I in the party and I bust my move
Cold rock the mic the hip-hop groove
Sucker mc try to call my
You better beware, cause I'm too tough y'all
Please y'all, please please check it out
Y'all, yeah y'all
Yeah, please, check it out
So stomp your feet, and clap hand
While the dj is spinning on the dj
On the turntable, one and two
We got the incredible cuttin just for you
this...
this...
this...
Do shit, do that shit, do it!

All my rhymes are as hell
I am the one and I
You sail, you will fail
I am the doctor... ohh yeah,

Please please, what, please please it out, y'all
Y'all y'all please y'all y'all, check it out
Check it out check it out check it out
it out check it out check it out y'all
Party over here! over there!
Party right here! right there!
over there! there's a party in the trunk