Luyện nghe bài hát Can-I-Bust?

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I'm not tall, but can I
the double dutch, going down the street
I rap to when there ain't no one to rap to
And to me, yo, my be sounding sweet
It's doo rock, doo rock, oop
I chew my group, chicken and we couped in a hoop
Deee! Somebody's breath is poo
Geee! Tone, is that (I don't think so)
I'm one time, two times, three a lady
Bay-beh, bay-beh,
Ha! I it happen, ladi de, ladi da
When I was a boy I "Oh" but now I'm a man saying "Ah"
Cha cha cha, who knows the mouth goes
Yeah nigga, I'm fly, so keep fucking mouth closed
Ralph goes "Rasheed" and I be "Boo!"
Bitches welcome back with the "Oooh oooh ooh"
And this is how I it, doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
is how I wreck it, do doo doo do doo
Now one two ir, I'm as Def as a Leopard
It could be, it be, it is? Holy cow!
I'm hopping like the ?common Billy section?
Not the Godfather, but I lounge a stepper
Grandma, it, 8, we wait
(Ch ch chaa) I got like a DJ
I used to want to be like, I used to to be like
Mike, but the man in the don't know if he's black or white
And makes me mad
(Backwards scratching) bad?

Now can I bust in era, I'm a plus like addition
And listen, I'm dishing out shit a chef
The is the Late Show, showing you the ladies
You late on the Oh we the greatest show? You right
To right, raise, to my left, boom bap
In the back, Blah, so get the fuck out my face
Oh what a disgrace, you disgrace
I'll erase you boys to mincemeat
Human means T, O's, N's, why's is just a tease before my album
No bum is out, I'm out to you Fritos
One chip off the block, so bust it down, the sound
as a big zap
I frighten those biting Lord jabber tighten when tighten taken to loose
Ynot's no loser but I lost real mind
I you, finder's keeper's so you mind too
mind can't match mine when I do mine
Call mine, my mouth is a fucking gold
More chaws like monster jaws, I get ate the balls
I got to rhyme, too, I you like a stepson
No weapon, but I got a rep, son, for taking fakes to the
in my file
Shit, I'll sit down all stand-up rappers
Who diss that who go on fashion
Fasten your seatbelts til he to ice
T.O.N.Y.'s backwards,
I nerds, fuck what you heard
Hey, gone when I finish, and niggas say "Damn, Tone"
busted

Bust it out, chant
Sense you know is running things
Let's you we know you run it down
You ain't seeing us we running things
Yeah, you know running things

Usually I'm the second voice, this I'm the first choice
In the rhyme, I'm no prancer, so
mock me, here's your time to jock, G, don't jack me
Don't pack no axe a savege
I ran track stars back to crib, create craters
In there, I'm one for fun
One tht plays golf, can't play tennis
One plays croquet, and plays the cut
Still make the say "Hey"
Yodle lay hey hee hoo, in my way
Yo I lay she hoo, in my bed
Ask Common, I did momma, nah I took it easy
Of hard hail, on a from 1 to 10
I'm rich, I own and Essence
And Essence say I'm strong with the pen I've been a Bad Boy
A sad boy, I your girl 13 cause she's good
Should I say I see more, I see more
Sea shore to sea shore, I my yaght and play Yatzee
Ynot's the posse, dressing tight, yo I'm
Who's the master, the weak-minded say I rock too
The say I rhyme to long
So niggas me, "Please let me go to the peasant"
No, let me stop, chow,

Baby, baby, baby!
Kids call me because I *jugga jugga jugga* drop!
And you don't stop, don't put on the red
I rock player, niggas I coach more than John Thompson
I'm in your town, George, I got it like Florance
I'm getting bigger than the on Martain Lawrence
*Mmuah, mmuah* It's like, it's this
A Sermon like Erick, did a B.A.P. just Tists
Wham! I you over, but can I get a witness?
I the gift rapping, and wish you a Merry Christmas
With he is how I rip this, can you dig it?
Well if not, dig this, this is the way that I flow
The pimp of hip-hop, I you say "Ho!"
Don't hear me knocking, I said, like I said
And this is the about a man named Jed
Got some for those hefiers, yo I rip it out
My weapon, double decker, I from 187
And I do work like a cop
Stop in the of Com before I break your arm
Plus I'm down with the U-Ack and
Peace to the Beatnuts, to the Pharcyde
Yeah, you know time it is
Yeah, how it is

(The silliness til the end)