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? 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 for some room
Bird peckin', doulbe-deckin', neckin' in my tomb
it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, by like egg yolk

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

Holy smokes, oops, your plan goofed up
Now you get kicks, 'nough licks, cuffed up
'Cause you can catch a quick
For tryin' to the Schnicks' props
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? up doc?
Can we rock? up doc?
Can we rock? up doc?
Can we rock? up doc?

I I saw a putty 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, camel nose

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

So leprechauns, be glad
I'm pushin' my pedal to the
I'm rugged and rough for Puffs
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? me, have you seen her?
I stretch a condom and gets plump like a wiener

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

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

Touche pussy cat, put down mic 'cause you can't rap
I'm dip-dip-divin', so socializin'
Clean out ears, yes, and open up your eyes and
I kick like Bruce Lee and I'm 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 bigger a Chub Rock
Our types of styles
Yes the can pick 'em
I burp, 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em

Can we rock? up doc?
Can we rock? What's up
Can we What's 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 Savage man witch, the ding-a-ling with damage
not Antoinish nor Monetego
Spanish like queue for the nine two

Next, a new hex, commentators aside
MC's like a bikini or panty line
Nut you might bust, but you even come right
Spite the strokin' or or pullin' a peace pipe

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

All my styles that's buck wild, no rap, I push pounds
I mad scripts and hips, I hit, so bring 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?
up doc?

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

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

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

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