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

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

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

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

Play me like a punk Penguin and the Joker
Snoopin' in my biz like Tom and Roxie
So the freaky, freaky, freaky ways
The with the Asian guise making G's
And now sellin' 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 the clock and shock while we lick shots

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

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

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

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

So leapin' leprechauns, be
I'm pushin' my to the metal
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 and gets plump like a wiener

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

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

Touche pussy cat, put that 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 Bruce 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 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? What's up
Can we rock? What's up
Can we What's up doc?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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