Luyện nghe bài hát Uh Oh

[Intro: Grae]
is great
Good for you! Okay, get out of the way
Ehehe,
Excuse me, me

Grae]
Been a long time (yes) shouldn't left you
a dope beat to step to
Say - uhh, shouldn't have you
a dope beat to step to, sayin
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) C'mon, the word is
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Yeah, y'know you of that
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Ohh! Uh, you know the is back
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Yes, I you heard of that

Psychopath, ride a tricycle in a biker's
Mike Tyson face addict, like it tough
Hey scatterbrain, get your grey matter punched up
'til you hunched, talk-talkin like you drunk
One love - two maybe if I'm drunk
Naked watchin three, ladies do the bump and grub
Mean muggin Jean - the Heebs meshugenah
Bookin her in the like "Look at her rap skills!"
He's rockin a backpack, a in the rat pack
Jean Martine de Begerac, you heard of her rap
I murder rap, you learn it, it and burn its audio
for your convertible, music for burnin cardio!
Don't use it for - they'll find me in your stereo
and blame me for the sock me up and get me carried off
I know I said murder befo' - murder, FUCK IT murder
Make it fo', insert a learning
Mine is so high you get vertigo, girl a-fern to blow
Eternally superlative, blindfolded learn to
at night up on a girder bridge, a "NO!"
Talib dirty nervousness, yes the are back
Oh yes the boys in black, the boy's a {motherfuckin} rap
rock star, minus the f'real and all the cop cars
Rocks off, lock bars with the realest (hach-too) in the
Really y'all should get on your and just pray for forgiveness sayin

Jean Grae]
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) I the word is back
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Uh oh, you of that
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) I said the word is
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Uh oh you heard of ohh
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) I uh oh
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Oh yeah you heard of ohh
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) I uh oh
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Oh yeah you of that, ohhhh

[Talib
I'm a, man of God who asked the for some face time
It's shade time you never see him comin you fake, blind
The mainline, Bloods are wavin like K'Naan
The Crips throwin gang signs, the Beast in the
there to keep a canine, and low like the bassline
Jean and Kwe' think alike great minds
The crown is on my head, what makes you think that you can mine?
They know they'll never win but still racist like a hate crime
Runnin like Tyra in (Higher Learning)
We bleeding gasoline so we keepin the fire
We speedin like and we speak fo' a higher purpose
You believe in magazines that deliver entire
Give me Vasoline cause your shit is dryer than deserts
You never fired a in your life! So
picturin yourself as a the only way that you shootin
My intelligent design is a of evolution
Psychotic, erotic, catch phrases just to, get at girl
solutions for a digital world
So baby even when I'm spittin I'm addin on
Rappers goin hard pure for the dope, I got an for Capricorn
{?} And Prepared, Rigorous,
Captivatin, Ordinary, Regular, just
throwin daily your goin crazy yo
Handle her like Lately
Rockin the fresh kicks you felt her baby
We'll wait you done bein whack
We got every up from the front to the back
If you wonderin why you dressin funny in rap
You need attention dog, there ain't no more, in rap
So if you're mixin with GarageBand, videos on the cam
I'm a big fan - you got more (Hart) (Bret - The Hitman)
But shit damn, it's the pinnacle, it gets no
I'm boastin, but still humble
spinnin, I'm always coastin

[Chorus - first with ad libs]

[Jean
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) I uh oh
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Oh the word is back
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) The word is
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) the word is back

[fades "Yes, the word is back..."]