Luyện nghe bài hát Two Scoops Of Raisins

[Immens] Yo man.. I'm man
[Common] Ay whatchu want man? You want some breakfast or
[Immens] I want a lil lil somethin.. yeah yea and cereal or somethin
man! Just a little breakfast food y'know?
[Common] Mmm I know man (ay) let's see what I got in my cabinet
[Immens] Hold on let me see what I got in my
Somebody hit me with a little, or groove, knahmsayin?
Yeah, food, UHH!

[C] you wish
[I] When you
[C] Upon a
[I] a star
[C] To follow
[I] To what?
[C] And you are!
[I] And you are!
[C] over here, party over there
[I]

Look! I ya look, ya dirty crook
Then picked pocket, watch me book..
.. like I'm a Menace, so call me hip-hop's Dennis
So wide, and say (AHHHHH)
And I'ma slide my yolk, in your throat, and watch ya
on the Uh the Ah the Uh the Daddy

Stroke Daddy Money, if my name was Sunny
I'd share a scoop, Runnin like Rebels
You can call me Barney, cause I your Fruity - Pebbles
like an office on Top Cat, top that, I'm fat troop
Drop the loop, then a scooper hoop ya a hula
To a fool I present, a church to repent
I get you Guess'n like jeans, you're just a of beans
I'm all jazz, and I kick, kick, kick, kick..

The oh please oh please just give me just one more blast
I +Gett Off+ Prince, but I don't have to show my ass
Pass the rest, a test, if you slip then you'll get ripped
with your handicapped pass route, and From the Crypt
I whip on that ass like ba-bay
The Sense is good-GOOBELY-goo, ask

Or LaMont, or Rollo, at the, Apollo
Come follow me now (BO! Where's Sue?) I know
En Vogue, be tellin me ya don't go
When it's time for show (yea) says
ho (ho) ho (ho) be a slider
cause I never slip, kick it a Damme Van flip
So don't come with your judo, cause just a Menudo
gettin chewed like vegetables

Ahhhhh cabbage is a cabbage, a lettuce is a
I'ma tear this joint into scraps
I bust raps, perhaps caps, and trap the tracks
Givin the max, for the minimum, not the for the max
Get sex than Wilt the Stilt so you can call me the Stiltest
You're takin like Arnold, so what chu talkin bout, Willis?

[I] Willis?
[C] Willis
[I] Willis talkin about nuthin!
[C] It's Strokes
[I] Let's get back to umm, foods
[I] because it's, in the mornin..

[Common] Well you can have your
[Immens] You can have Flakes
You can have your Kix
[Immens] And you can have Trix
[Common] You can have POUNDcakes
[Immens] You can have Loops
[*both*] But you still get your Two Scoops!

To keep the hot raw, I'm rollin,
Bowlin - spare me! Fuss ya hushed mush
Lush alcohol's excessive a Jefferson
Movin on up --
One time for your brain,
And I get through, you say -- aww hell man!
Styles I free won't, stop til the end
I go on and go on with the pen
Get a max of funk, attack or sunk *huff,
One blow, and emcees are with the wind
Kickin the dumber rhyme, I'm not a
but I'm fresh, up like the summertime, summer rhyme
I'm a a dozen, but I keep you buzzin
like a bee, a dozen is in the toilet
Cause I flush the and I'm not a Leader
I Busta Rhyme, a rhyme
If I kick with Rakim, you +Run For Cover+
But I kick it with cause I'm just another mother (sucker)
Blo Pop (it's Blo Pop time)
Blo Pop time (it's Blo Pop time)
In the mix, the dimension, J.B., and
It's seven, not six, my extra-large
but I wear, I wear I wear it well DeBarge
to the finish, makin ya eye pop, like you ain't
Then it's, to let you know
We it up, one two three and fo'

[I] UHH! it up
[C] Nah we gon' count it
[I] Nah man, we're gonna it up
[C] Mmmm, let's get back to umm, food tip though, the breakfast tip
[I] Food tip? Well you just
[C] Cause you know what we
[I] What can I

[Common] You can have your
[Immens] You can have Bran
[Common] You can your Puffs
[Immens] You can have your
[Common] You can have Krunch
[Immens] And you can have your
[*both*] But you gotta get your Two Scoops!

Around and round and upside down and upside we go
WHOAHHHHH! I'ma in the front row
Not Jethro, I'm not a Jethro, on row
I wear Monie's hat, but I was a Monkey +in the Middle+
Hey diddle diddle, you can a Bit
I take a squat, and booty MC's be sayin SHIT!
Yo, I Bucktown into Fucktown
just a field goal kid, and I'm a touchdown
With the next point to the next joint, so Spike about it
I'm all that, that your bitch be home about it
Shout it out, the Lord, hallelujah!
This be love, but umm, don't let em fool ya
Cause when I do ya, come come down after me come
Yeah sorry Sugar but umm, I gotta run
Run Jesse Run, keep alive
I'm down with the b-boys, the Jackson 5
You jive-ass turkey, be
You can get ill, but don't, ME, HURT ME
Or urk me, cause see I'll outsmart you like the
B-boys at the school of hard knocks, in a
Pass the sess blunt, yeah stud, you know?
I wanna go bang, I said, bang-o, bang-oh
or bojangle jangle on the jaw
Hip-hip, hooray, oh now you wanna be all
Don't push or pull, or see, I'ma wreck it out
MC's be checkin in but don't be checkin out
I em out on the canvas
So click your heels twice and take your ass to KANSAS..