Luyện nghe bài hát Two Scoops Of Raisins

[Immens] Yo man.. I'm man
[Common] Ay whatchu man? You want some breakfast or somethin?
[Immens] I want a lil lil somethin.. yeah yea milk and or somethin
Somethin man! Just a little breakfast y'know?
Mmm I don't 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, baseline or groove,
Yeah, food, UHH!

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

Look! I made ya look, ya crook
Then your pocket, watch me book..
.. like Guiness I'm a Menace, so call me Dennis
So wide, and say (AHHHHH)
And I'ma my yolk, in your throat, and watch ya choke
on the Uh the Ah the Uh the Long-Stroke

Stroke Long Daddy Money, if my name was
I'd share a scoop, shit like Rebels
You can call me Barney, cause I took your - Pebbles
Dibble like an office on Top Cat, top that, I'm fat
Drop the loop, then a hoop ya like a hula
To school a fool I present, a to repent
I get you Guess'n jeans, you're just a hill 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+ like Prince, but I don't to show my ass
Pass the rest, a test, if you slip then you'll get ripped
with your pass route, and Tales From the Crypt
I on that ass like base ba-bay
The Sense is good-GOOBELY-goo, ask

Or LaMont, or Rollo, down at the,
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) be a slider
cause I never slip, kick it like a Damme Van
So don't come with your judo, cause you're just a
emcee chewed like vegetables

Ahhhhh cabbage is a cabbage, a lettuce is a
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 me the Stiltest
You're takin shorts like Arnold, so what chu talkin bout,

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

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

To the hot raw, I'm rollin, rollin
Bowlin - spare me! Fuss ya hushed mouth
Lush excessive like a Jefferson
on up -- progressive
One time for your brain,
And when I get through, you say -- aww man!
Styles that I won't, stop til the end
I go on and go on with the pen
Get a max of funk, or sunk *huff, huff*
One blow, and emcees are with the wind
Kickin the rhyme, I'm not a print
but I'm fresh, heatin up like the summertime, summer
I'm a a dozen, but I keep you buzzin
like a bee, a dozen attempts is in the
Cause I flush the and I'm not a Leader
cause I Busta Rhyme, a
If I with Rakim, you +Run For Cover+ brother
But I kick it with Petey cause I'm just another (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 it well like DeBarge
to the finish, makin ya eye pop, like you spinach
it's, time to let you know
We count it up, one two and fo'

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

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

Around and and upside down 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 a squat, and booty MC's 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 next joint, so Spike about it
I'm all that, that your bitch be writin about it
it out, praise the Lord, hallelujah!
This could be love, but umm, let em fool ya
Cause when I do ya, come down come down 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, ME, HURT ME
Or urk me, cause see I'll outsmart you like the
B-boys at the of hard knocks, in a circle
Pass the blunt, yeah 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 be all lovable?
Don't push or pull, or you'll see, I'ma it out
MC's be checkin in but don't be checkin out
I leave em out on the
So click your heels twice and your ass back to KANSAS..