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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So leapin' leprechauns, be
I'm pushin' my to the metal
I'm rugged and rough for Cocoa
And yes, I love my Pebbles

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 seen
I stretch like a condom and gets plump a wiener

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Huff and puff so the fuck is happenin'?
On the lyrical, miracle, spiritual, but rockin'
a new hit, catch wreck to the nine ship
Equipped, never slip with twister

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

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

I'm the Hooper, the hyper, by Viper
When I'm out the hoop yo, you'd better
In other words you'd better a funky decision
'Cause I'm a be a Shaq knife, and cut you with

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

okay, not being bragadocious
Supercalifragelistic, is alidocious
Peace, I go, I ain't no joke
Now I it
Jam it, and sure it's broke

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