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

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

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

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

Holy smokes, oops, your plan goofed up
Now you get kicks, 'nough licks, cuffed up
'Cause you can a quick drop
For tryin' to the Schnicks' props
So tick around the clock and shock while we lick shots

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

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

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

So play dosey doe, sufferin' 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 for Cocoa 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 like a condom and gets plump like a wiener

Or a sausage, but of course it's, time for Chip to it
But before my 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 the head on Terry Savalas
My tongue starts to quicken like Gonzales
Take up your pen, your pad, lyrical bag
And run go a fresh

pussy 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 eyes and
I kick Bruce 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 harder than a
Coming up bigger than a Chub
Our types of styles
Yes the can pick 'em
I burp, 'em, ha ha ha, stick 'em

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

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

Next, a new hex, stand aside
Stringin' MC's like a bikini or panty
Nut you might bust, but you even come 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'
Flip a new hit, wreck to the nine ship
Equipped, slip with tongue twister

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

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

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

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

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