Luyện nghe bài hát Ay Papi

Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo para ti

Got senoritas in over in Spain
The Don of San Juan got 'em goin
Got chicks in Spanish Harlem they brain
In Sao they follow, doin the same
for Run since "Sucker M.C.'s"
Papi bilingual, sell a single ease
Y'all that I'm done, Run don't got no flow?
What is you loco? I'm grande gato
Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe
Fo' cats on the same got dough
Us cuatro, lock flow, you know?
From New York City to Puerto (whoa)

Ay papi, tu sabe, yo fiebre para ti
You got my burnin..
Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo para ti
You got my burnin..

[Fat
Uhh, uhh
What's on black? Goin platinum and beyond that
Layin down the format, sippin on Cognac
the Don at?
I'm at Hollis with the payin homage to the things
accomplished in they teens and I never stop throwin them flings
Control of the game, I'm here over the rain
A human pot of gold, I had a lot of flow
Ready to rock with Run and make a lot of dough

[D.M.C.]
You might tell from the way I
that sucker is who I stalk
in a rhyme that is in formation
Or why I made such a rap
is bound, to be reknowned
within this city as a sound
And to those try to put me down
My DJ has jams, by the pound (c'mon, go)

[Bo Skaggs
Skaggs
Aiyyo I up, in the spot that I rolled up
My ice like hold up
All the chickens like, "Look at Bo, he done up
he the bomb, bet his beeper stay blowed up"
So much frost on my wrist my fist froze up
A photographer is to get a little close up
Why I'm a star now? Buy out the bar now?
Or I one button, start up my car now?
I that you wanna spar now, so baby it's on
I spit flows, rip shows 'til the day that I'm
And this day I hit 'em off have America sewn
Rich plat', rims chrome, spin (?) to dome
I your home, lick you down, strictly to bone
The hit I'm on got Spanish mamis singin my song

- 1.5X