Luyện nghe bài hát Two Scoops Of Raisins

[Immens] Yo man.. I'm man
[Common] Ay whatchu want You want some breakfast or somethin?
[Immens] I want a lil lil somethin.. yeah yea milk and or somethin
Somethin man! a little breakfast food y'know?
[Common] Mmm I don't man (ay) let's see what I got in my cabinet
[Immens] Hold on let me see I got in my cabinet
Somebody hit me a little, baseline or groove, knahmsayin?
Yeah, food, UHH!

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

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

Stroke Long Daddy Money, if my name was
I'd share a scoop, Runnin 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 a hula
To school a fool I present, a church to
I get you Guess'n like jeans, just a hill of beans
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 then get ripped
with your handicapped pass route, and From the Crypt
I whip on ass like base ba-bay
The is good-GOOBELY-goo, ask Gravy

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

Ahhhhh is a cabbage, a lettuce is a lettuce
I'ma tear whole joint into scraps
I bust raps, caps, and trap the wack 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] Willis?
[C] Willis
[I] Willis ain't talkin nuthin!
[C] Different Strokes
[I] Let's get back to umm, breakfast
[I] it's, early in the mornin..

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

To keep the hot raw, I'm rollin,
Bowlin - spare me! Fuss ya hushed mouth
Lush excessive like a Jefferson
on up -- progressive
One for your brain, cell
And when I get through, you say -- aww man!
Styles that I free won't, til the end
Paper I go on and go on the pen
Get a max of funk, attack or sunk *huff,
One blow, and are gone with the wind
the dumber rhyme, I'm not a print
but I'm fresh, heatin up the summertime, summer rhyme
I'm a dime a dozen, but I you buzzin
like a bee, a dozen attempts is in the
Cause I flush the dime and I'm not a
cause I Busta Rhyme, a
If I kick with Rakim, you For Cover+ brother
But I kick it Petey cause I'm just another mother (sucker)
Blo Pop (it's Blo Pop time)
It's Blo Pop (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 well DeBarge
to the finish, makin ya eye pop, like you 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 to that umm, food tip though, the breakfast tip
[I] Food tip? Well you just
[C] Cause you know what we
[I] What can I

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

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