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) have left you
Without a dope beat to to
Say - uhh, shouldn't 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 of that

Psychopath, ride a in a biker's club
Mike Tyson face tatted addict, like it
Hey scatterbrain, get your grey matter punched up
you hunched, talk-talkin like you punch drunk
One love - two if I'm drunk enough
Naked watchin three, ladies do the bump and grub
Mean muggin Jean - the call 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 rap, you learn it, confirm it and burn its audio
Music for your convertible, music for cardio!
Don't use it for burners - find me in your stereo
and blame me for the murder sock me up and get me off
I know I said murder befo' - murder, FUCK IT murder
Make it fo', insert a learning
is so high you get vertigo, assertive 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 rap star
Teeny star, minus the f'real and all the cop cars
Rocks off, bars with the realest (hach-too) in the spot
Really y'all should get on your knees and just 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 of that
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) I said the is back
(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 of that ohh
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) I uh oh
(UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Oh yeah you heard of that,

[Talib
I'm a, man of God who the Devil for some face time
It's shade you never see him comin cause you fake, blind
The mainline, Bloods are wavin flags like
The Crips throwin gang signs, the Beast in the
there to keep like a canine, and low like the
Jean and Kwe' alike like great minds
The crown is on my head, makes you think that you can take mine?
They know they'll never win but still they racist like a hate
track like Tyra in (Higher Learning)
We bleeding gasoline so we the fire burnin
We like Valvoline 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 never fired a weapon in life! So
yourself as a gangster the only way that you shootin
My design is a product of evolution
Psychotic, erotic, catch phrases to, get at your girl
Create solutions for a world
So baby even I'm spittin game I'm addin on
Rappers hard pure for the dope, I got an acronym for Capricorn
{?} And Prepared, Rigorous,
Captivatin, Ordinary, Regular, just
throwin daily your chick crazy yo
Handle her Chelsea Lately
Rockin the fresh kicks like you 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 with GarageBand, videos on the Flip 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 stay humble
spinnin, I'm always coastin

[Chorus - half with ad libs]

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

out: "Yes, the word is back..."]