Luyện nghe bài hát Vocab (hip-hop Remix)

Yo, is the Fugees, refugees 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, kind of melancholy people think they really know me
I keep a wrap me while I'm driving daddy's Audi
I pay the toll fighting for my own
'Cause the bourgeoisie type of mental like a flat comb

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

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

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

(You got the vocab)
I got the
(Underground got the vocab)
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 rest my head is on a
Be-ba-dee-be, be-dee-be,

You see the I manifest is very tho-rough
And if you don't believe me ask Freres
Freres Jacques, Jacques
A vous? A dorme vous?

out now when I choose to speak
I'm forming the cipher fly East to the Five
Knowledge is born, to all
Cast the first stone, if you you ain't a sinner, ah

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

(You got the vocab)
I got the
(The got the vocab)
You know got vocab
(Brooklyn got the vocab)
We got the
Aiyyo Clef grab the mic and show you got the of gab

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

A rapper, disaster, nobody ever me that
"Roxanne, you got to work for money no more!" and
Back in the days I to listen to Kool G Rap
Way when before guns became gats and

used to ask Mary was she buggin'?
I P.E., they kept me conscious of what I was sayin'
Afrika Bambaata, Righteous Teacher
Got myself so it made me a Five Percenter

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

See I'm the one for the crew, a Jew is a Jew
Apollo got the moon, like 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
From be-bop to

(You got the vocab)
I got the
(Boogie got the vocab)
You know they got the
(Black got the vocab)
Word, we got the
peeps, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

(You got the vocab)
Yeah, we got the
(Queens got the vocab)
You know got the vocab
(Uptown got the vocab)
Yeah, they got the
Aiyyo, bros the mic and show you got the gift of gab

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