Luyện nghe bài hát What's Up Doc? (Can We Rock)

Can we What's up doc?
Can we rock? What's up
Can we rock? What's up
Can we rock? up doc?

Cha cha cha, cha cha
What's up Pa, yo who
Your ma or pa dukes?
There's two scoops a in the sun

Brother tryin' to rally up, then dilly for some room
peckin', doulbe-deckin', rubber neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, by like egg yolk

Play me like a punk Penguin and the Joker
Snoopin' in my biz like Tom and Roker
So the freaky, freaky, freaky ways
The brothers with the Asian making G's
And now we're records overseas

smokes, oops, your whole plan goofed up
Now you get kicks, licks, plus cuffed up
'Cause you can catch a quick
For to take the Schnicks' props
So tick tock the clock and shock while we lick shots

For goodness
The stakes is
I'm out
(You out?)
ABC-ya, bye

Can we rock? up doc?
Can we rock? up doc?
Can we What's up doc?
Can we What's up doc?

I I saw a putty cat, I did
I did the humpty-dumpty, bashful quaker
Crisco kid
'Cause my style's figaro, figaro, figaro, figaro like
Big Digital underground, underground humpty-dumpty, hump nose

So play dosey doe, sufferin' succotash my mistletoe is
White is after my seven dwarfs
My styles, and after me charms

So leapin' leprechauns, be
I'm pushin' my pedal to the
I'm rugged and rough for Puffs
And yes, I love my Fruity

So howdy, my partner, I starts to get
So ask Bob for hope, nope, not Mr. Bob
Oh, where has my mic gone? Tell me, have you her?
I stretch like a condom and gets like a wiener

Or a sausage, but of course it's, time for to wreck it
But before my intro I got's to it
So who is the nicest in neighborhood?
are merry, merry, quite contrary
And Captain Crunch, good

So rah, rah, sis,
Chip Fu is coming again, give and praises to Jah
My lyrics are smooth the head on Terry Savalas
My tongue starts to quicken like Gonzales
up your pen, your pad, your lyrical bag
And run go whole a

Touche cat, put down that mic 'cause you can't rap
I'm dip-dip-divin', so socializin'
Clean out your ears, yes, and up your eyes and
I kick like Lee and I'm Jean Claude Van Damme
So dunna, nana nana, nana, nana, Batman

I hip-hop, hop-hop, don't-don't,
I'm harder a Flinstone
Coming up than a Chub Rock
Our types of styles
Yes the Schnickens can 'em
I burp, stick 'em, ha ha ha, 'em

Can we rock? up doc?
Can we rock? up doc?
Can we What's up doc?
Can we What's up doc?

Rippin' the program, slow man, hot
I slam, swingin' things again and again
Golly ha-chooey, like Roscoe
Randy Savage man witch, the ding-a-ling with damage
Pauish not Antoinish nor
Spanish queue for the nine two lingo

Next, a new hex, commentators stand
MC's like a bikini or panty line
Nut you bust, but you can't even come right
Spite the strokin' or or pullin' a peace pipe

Huff and puff so what the is happenin'?
On the lyrical, miracle, spiritual, but everybody's
Flip a new hit, catch wreck to the nine
Equipped, never slip with tongue

All my styles that's buck wild, no fake rap, I push
I flip mad and hips, I hit, so bring the Goya, oh boy
As I say, Hasta soft and chewy Honky Kong fooey
Reggae not Rasta tough stuff, can I

What's up doc? Can we
What's up Can we rock?
What's up doc? Can we
What's up

I'm the Hooper, the hyper, protected by
I'm out the hoop yo, you'd better decipher
In other you'd better make a funky decision
I'm a be a Shaq knife, and cut you with precision

Forget Tony Danza, I'm the
When it comes to money, I'm Dick Butkas
Now who's the pick me, word is born and
Not a Christean Laettner, not Alonzo

That's okay, not being
Supercalifragelistic, Shaq is
Peace, I gotta go, I ain't no
Now I it
Jam it, and make sure it's

What's up Can we rock?
up doc? Can we rock?
What's up Can we rock?
What's up