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

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

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

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

Play me like a punk like Penguin and the
Snoopin' in my biz Tom and Roxie Roker
So bust the 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, 'nough licks, cuffed 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 stakes is
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 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 underground, underground humpty-dumpty, camel hump nose

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

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

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

Or a sausage, but of it's, time 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, contrary
And Crunch, berry good

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

Touche cat, put down that mic 'cause you can't rap
'Cause I'm dip-dip-divin', so
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 harder than a
Coming up bigger than a Chub
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 What's up doc?
Can we rock? up doc?

Rippin' the program, man, hot damn
I grand slam, things again and again
Golly ha-chooey, macho like
Randy Savage man witch, swingin' the ding-a-ling damage
not Antoinish nor Monetego
Spanish like queue for the nine two

Next, a new hex, stand aside
Stringin' like a bikini or panty line
Nut you might bust, but you can't even right
Spite the or hopin' or pullin' a peace pipe

Huff and puff so what the fuck is
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 Manana soft and Honky Kong fooey
Reggae not Rasta tough stuff, can I

What's up Can we rock?
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 words you'd better make a decision
'Cause I'm a be a knife, and cut you with precision

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

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

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