Luyện nghe bài hát Uh Oh

[Intro: Grae]
That is
for you! Okay, get out of the way though
Ehehe,
me, excuse me

[Jean
Been a long time (yes) shouldn't left you
Without a beat to step to
Say - uhh, shouldn't have 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, you heard 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 in a biker's club
Mike Tyson face tatted addict, it tough
Hey scatterbrain, don't get your grey matter up
'til you hunched, talk-talkin you punch drunk
One love - two maybe if I'm enough
Naked watchin three, painted ladies do the and grub
Mean muggin Jean - the Heebs meshugenah
Bookin her in the like "Look at her rap skills!"
He's a backpack, a nerd in the rat pack
Jean de Begerac, you heard of her murder rap
I murder rap, you it, confirm it and burn its audio
Music for your convertible, music for cardio!
use it for burners - they'll find me in your stereo
and blame me for the murder sock me up and get me off
I know I said murder - murder 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 to drive
at night up on a girder bridge, a "NO!"
dirty nervousness, yes the boys are back
Oh yes the boys in black, the a {motherfuckin} rap star
rock star, minus the f'real and all the cop cars
Rocks off, lock bars with the (hach-too) in the spot
Really y'all should get on knees and just pray for forgiveness sayin

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

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

[Chorus - half with ad libs]

[Jean
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) I uh oh
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Oh yeah the word is
(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..."]