Luyện nghe bài hát Return of The B - Boy

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

Ah yes yes y'all, I got the for the flavor
Of a beat y'all, I stand gets raw like beef y'all
I moo moo a cow honey-child, or, ooh, ah one two
Cause I check it, just lend me your ear
For a second, cause I'm wreckin eardrums black-n-deckin
on the horse cause the force is like dark
If you can't then stay out the park
And my preachers know ya then hop off the ark
Are you hip? do you need another tip, that's
like a talk light, in the asscrack tip
Jump onnn it! your shit, if you want it
Show no shame, hey malik God damn get your and hang
It ain't no thang to jam on it, jam 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 long
So the party won't stop the break of dawn
It's like that y'all, it's like this
I play b-boy don't miss y'all
Some people wear all fila gear
Gonna rock this party out the
Say hoooo! hoooooo!
Yeahhhhhhhhh, and you stop
your hands in the air
And wave em like you don't care
If you're sparkin blunts with clean
say, ohh yeahhhh! ohhh yeahh!
Ohhh yeahhh! and ya stop
Yo, back in eighty-nine I was doin the wop
Back and forth, forth and
I'm from the streets now I'm a mack
Skin is (what? ) hair is brown (what? )
Eyes are red, you know that I can get
When I get up on the mic, I kick the rhymes to
Because I'm fresh, and I'm def

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

Check it out, well my name is and I'd like to say
That I'm a def rapper comin straight from l.a.
Fly tan brown skin before you're years old
And all the ladies me cause I'm pigeon-toed
I step in the 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 just too tough
please y'all, please please check it out
Y'all, yeah y'all
Yeah, please, check it out
So your feet, and clap your hand
the dj is spinning on the dj stand
On the turntable, one and two
We got the grand incredible cuttin for you
this...
this...
this...
Do that shit, do shit, do it!

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

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