Luyện nghe bài hát Vocab

Yo, this is the Fugees, about to take you on a journey
the dimensions of The Booga Basement, The Basement, word
Hey yo, one two three, the crew is ReFugees
And if you come fa tes the rap
Stop the violence and just it on, wild

Hey yo I, feel kind of melancholy people think they really me
I keep a about me while I'm driving daddy's Audi
I pay the toll for my own soul
'Cause the bourgeoisie type of mental sucks like a flat

But I be baitin' the base to bass distort the EQ
The devil's wishin' they send me back to Mogadishu
Cause been wild since I was a juvenile
Afro-centric profile, back when righteous rap was your

Now kids are so I ask the bad black
Boogie bandit, what's the damage, gimme the then
Pray tell me when's the revolution will
I turn on my TV, I check out on CNN see

I'm like the phantom that's flyin' like the do
And things you never heard plus I come from the
to God, I heard you're acting kind of hard
And you got your skin when they was shootin' on the boulevard

(You got the vocab)
I got the
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You know we got the
(All my got the vocab)
Yeah, we got the
Aiyyo Praz, grab the mic and show you got the of gab

Then off from here to Mexico
You see my four-five-six a-be my
And when I my head is on a pillow
Be-ba-dee-be, be-dee-be,

You see the I manifest is very tho-rough
And if you believe me ask Freres Jacques
Freres Jacques, Freres
A dorme A dorme vous?

Watch out now I choose to speak
I'm the cipher fly East to the Five Percenter
is born, to all beginners
Cast the stone, if you feel you ain't a sinner, ah

Say, our Father, who art in
Forgive the foolish rapper for he not know how Fugee be
Correct and, stopped and kept in, nuff to the
DJ, that be selectin', the of record ah

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I got the
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You they got vocab
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We got the
Clef grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

Check it out, we go
Back in Eighty-three, no one wanted to be
I turn on my TV, a dreadlock for free
Kill the gimmick it's nonsense, it's no or value

A rapper, disaster, nobody ever me that
"Roxanne, you don't got to for money no more!" and
Back in the days I used to listen to G Rap
Way back when guns became gats and

Run-DMC used to ask Mary was she
I P.E., they kept me conscious of what I was sayin'
Afrika Bambaata, Poor Righteous
Got within myself so it made me a Percenter

Say La-di-da-di, we to party but
My jam was BDP, My Philosophy
Say Flash, MC Melle Mel
Then LL Cool J with Rock the Bells

See I'm the one for the crew, a Jew is a Jew
Like Apollo got the moon, the men who got the blue
Like the Fu got the Manchu, Chaka got the
got the Honolulu

I got the rap lieu, so skippedy-de-bop-bop you don't
You do the rock-rock from hip-hop be-bop
be-bop to bee-bee

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I got the
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You they got the vocab
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Word, we got the
Aiyyo peeps, the mic and show you got the gift of gab

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You y'all got the vocab
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Yeah, got the vocab
Aiyyo, bros grab the mic and show you got the of gab

(DC got the vocab)
Word, got the vocab
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Aiyy, I know got the vocab
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Word, they got the
Aiyyo, sisters the mic and show you got the gift of gab