Luyện nghe bài hát Uh Oh

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

[Jean
Been a long (yes) shouldn't have left you
Without a beat to step to
Say - uhh, have left you
without a dope beat to step to,
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) C'mon, the is back
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Yeah, y'know you heard of
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Ohh! Uh, you know the is back
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Yes, I know you heard of

Psychopath, ride a in a biker's club
Mike Tyson face addict, like it tough
Hey scatterbrain, don't get your grey punched up
'til you hunched, talk-talkin like you drunk
One love - two if I'm drunk enough
Naked watchin three, painted ladies do the bump and
Mean muggin Jean - the Heebs meshugenah
Bookin her in the Catskills "Look at her rap skills!"
He's rockin a backpack, a nerd in the rat
Jean Martine de Begerac, you of her murder 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 murder sock me up and get me off
I know I murder befo' - murder murder, FUCK IT murder
it fo', insert a learning curve
Mine is so you get vertigo, assertive girl a-fern to blow
Eternally superlative, blindfolded learn to
at night up on a bridge, heard a "NO!"
Talib nervousness, yes the boys are back
Oh yes the boys in black, the boy's a {motherfuckin} rap
Teeny rock star, minus the and all the cop cars
Rocks off, lock bars the realest (hach-too) in the spot
Really y'all should get on your knees and just pray for forgiveness

[Chorus: Grae]
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) I said the is back
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Uh oh, you heard of
(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 you heard of that 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 Devil for some time
It's shade time you never see him comin cause you fake,
The mainline, Bloods are wavin flags like
The Crips throwin gang signs, the in the street
there to like a canine, and low like the bassline
Jean and Kwe' think alike like minds
The is on my head, what makes you think that you can take mine?
They know they'll never win but still they racist like a hate
Runnin track Tyra in (Higher Learning)
We gasoline so we keepin the fire burnin
We speedin like Valvoline and we speak fo' a purpose
You believe in magazines that deliver entire
Give me some Vasoline cause your shit is dryer than
You never a weapon in your life! So
picturin yourself as a the only way that you shootin
My intelligent is a product of evolution
Psychotic, erotic, catch phrases just to, get at girl
Create 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, Nigga
daily your chick goin crazy yo
Handle her like Chelsea
the fresh kicks like you felt her baby
We'll wait until you bein whack
We got every hand up from the front to the
If you why you just dressin funny in rap
You attention dog, there ain't no more, money in rap
So if you're mixin with GarageBand, on the Flip cam
I'm a big fan - you got more (Hart) (Bret - The Hitman)
But shit damn, the pinnacle, it gets no better
I'm boastin, but still stay
spinnin, I'm always coastin

[Chorus - first with ad libs]

Grae]
(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 out: "Yes, the is back..."]