Luyện nghe bài hát Two Scoops Of Raisins

[Immens] Yo man.. I'm man
[Common] Ay want man? You want some breakfast or somethin?
[Immens] I want a lil lil somethin.. yea milk 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] on let me see what I got in my cabinet
Somebody hit me with a little, baseline or groove,
Yeah, food, UHH!

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

Look! I made ya look, ya crook
Then your pocket, watch me book..
.. Guiness 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, shit like Rebels
You can call me Barney, cause I took Fruity - Pebbles
Dibble like an on Top Cat, top that, I'm fat troop
Drop the loop, then a scooper hoop ya like a
To a fool I present, a church to repent
I get you Guess'n like jeans, you're just a hill of
I'm all jazz, and I kick, kick, kick, kick..

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

Or LaMont, or Rollo, down at the,
Come follow me now (BO! Where's Sue?) I know
Even En Vogue, be me ya don't go
When it's time for show (yea) says
ho (ho) ho (ho) couldn't be a
cause I slip, kick it like a Damme Van flip
So don't come with your judo, you're just a Menudo
emcee gettin like vegetables

Ahhhhh is a cabbage, a lettuce is a lettuce
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 more sex than Wilt the Stilt so you can call me the
You're takin shorts like Arnold, so what chu bout, Willis?

[I] Bout
[C] Yeah
[I] Willis ain't talkin nuthin!
[C] It's Strokes
[I] Let's get to umm, breakfast foods
[I] because it's, in the mornin..

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

To keep the hot raw, I'm rollin,
Bowlin - me! Fuss ya hushed mouth mush
Lush excessive like a Jefferson
Movin on up --
One time for your brain,
And I get through, you say -- aww hell man!
Styles that I free won't, til the end
I go on and go on with the pen
Get a max of funk, attack or *huff, huff*
One blow, and emcees are gone with the
Kickin the dumber rhyme, I'm not a
but I'm fresh, heatin up the summertime, summer rhyme
I'm a dime a dozen, but I keep you
a bee, a dozen attempts is in the toilet
Cause I the dime and I'm not a Leader
cause I Rhyme, a rhyme
If I kick with Rakim, you +Run For brother
But I it with Petey 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
seven, not six, my shirt extra-large
but I wear, I wear I wear it like DeBarge
to the finish, makin ya eye pop, you ain't spinach
Then it's, to let you know
We count it up, one two and fo'

[I] UHH! it up
[C] Nah we count it down
[I] Nah man, we're gonna it up
[C] Mmmm, let's get back to that umm, tip though, the breakfast tip
[I] Food Well you just check
[C] you know what we need
[I] can I have?

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

Around and round and upside and upside down we go
WHOAHHHHH! sneak 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 be sayin OOOOHHH SHIT!
Yo, I turn Bucktown into
You're just a field kid, and I'm a touchdown
With the next point to the joint, so tell Spike about it
I'm all that, that your bitch be writin home it
it out, praise the Lord, hallelujah!
This could be love, but umm, let em fool ya
Cause when I do ya, come down down after me come
Yeah sorry Sugar but umm, I gotta run
Run Jesse Run, keep hope
I'm down with the b-boys, the Jackson 5
You turkey, a-pit-apitta-a-aperk be
You can get ill, but don't, HURT ME, ME
Or urk me, cause see I'll outsmart you like the
at the school of hard knocks, in a circle
Pass the sess blunt, stud, you ain't 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
push or pull, or you'll 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..