Luyện nghe bài hát Undaground Rappa

Yeah, 1 2, 1 2
Let you how I do

Holy smokes, cheerio chap, I'm toe taps so watch the birdie
Now check it how I wreck it like a derby
Wit the Books, oops tutz, I to live on Bedford
But now I rocks the microphone and chill Robert Redford

So bring it I can swing a kid like Reggie Jackson
I got the 'n' bones but now I needs some action
Aiyo, you can call me Plato because my style is in
And I'll dig in that anus, man, as if my was swim wear

See I a hoodie sweater, more wood than Woody Pecker
I twist it like an ankle, G, or maybe Checker
In LA I hit the chronic, I'm super like the
I jab you with the left and a hook without the phonics

Okey dokey, hocus pocus, I make the MC call a timeout
yo I rip the shit out when it's time to throw my rhyme out
I'm twisted, my flow'll make you dizzy Gillespie
If ya me I rip and flip ya script and then I jetsy

Yo, I be rippin' it like I get busy, I gymnastics when my raps
I slams a punk Jordan slams a dunk wit the basket
Ballsy, I got ya all [Incomprehensible] so
Fuck it what you heard, you need to get with you're hearin' yo

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Make way for the rappa
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Undaground

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way for the undaground rappa
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All I need is a mic and a track

Aiyo, my is top notch, I smell like sasquatch, that's why I rip shop
My crew be on the hustle plus we tighter a zip lock
I freaks it vice-versa or versa-vicea
It really doesn't matter, kid, you're 'cos I'm nicer

I'm growin' lime to a lemon to break inside car
See when I be on the I'm like that nigga Agent R
'Cos I talk, niggas listen, I rip 'til I drizz 'em
Perhaps Jack, I make you wanna to the rhythm

Well yo, I'm wicked, not Cricket or Davy Crockett
Some niggas wanna rock it they think that I'm block it
Wit my grammar, 'cos yo I am a flower
Ya best ta back the up when I swell up like a boa

Constrictor, yo I rip tha mic in half, G
Even if I slowed up couldn't pass me
Well hello momma, you better be bringin' the drama to a pause
Like a comma or I'ma have to drop you like drawers

So hey hey hey, you thought I was just bat like JJ
I be usin' a calender stupider dishin' nay-nays
So what's the way I'm flippin' like a double-header
I rolls two so now I guess I'm double jointed

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way for the undaground rappa
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Undaground

Down down down
Make way for the rappa
Down down down
All I need is just a mic and a

I be the devious, mischevious kid
Not the move to rip 'cos in a drip I the sleaziest
Rappa-tight funk, punk I be
Niggas know my name I got more than Scottie Pippen

Yo, I be kickin' it to the optic, grins for min when I'm knockin'
On niggas who be clockin' ends, oh I guess I rock a Benz
But now I be 'em, be like "Oh did ya see him?"
I'm creepy, I'm kooky and plus I you scream

See I understand why niggas be wantin' to do me
You don't arouse me kid, you're than that Cosby kid Rudy
Huxtable, I bust a like turns on a drum pattern
That one rings that ass, G, like Saturn

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Make way for the undaground
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rappa

Down down down
Make way for the undaground
down down down
All I need is just a mic and a