Luyện nghe bài hát Vocab (hip-hop Remix)

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

Hey yo I, feel kind of people think they really know me
I keep a wrap about me while I'm driving Audi
I pay the fighting for my own soul
'Cause the bourgeoisie type of mental sucks a flat comb

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

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

I'm like the that's flyin' like the bird do
And things you heard plus I come from the suburbs
to God, I heard you're acting kind of hard
And you got your skin scarred when they was shootin' on the

(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
Praz, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

Then cast off from here to
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 Jacques
Freres Jacques, Freres
A dorme A dorme vous?

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

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

(You got the vocab)
I got the
(The got the vocab)
You know got vocab
(Brooklyn got the vocab)
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 to be nappy
I turn on my TV, it's a dreadlock for
Kill the gimmick it's nonsense, no sense or value

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

Run-DMC used to ask was she buggin'?
I loved P.E., 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 like to but
My jam was BDP, with My
Say Flash, MC Melle Mel
LL Cool J came with Rock the Bells

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

I got the rap lieu, so you don't stop
You do the rock-rock from through be-bop
be-bop to bee-bee

(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, got the vocab
Aiyyo, grab the mic and show you got the gift of gab

(DC got the vocab)
Word, y'all got the
(Virginia got the vocab)
Aiyy, I know y'all got the
(Oakland got the vocab)
Word, got the vocab
Aiyyo, sisters grab the mic and you got the gift of gab