Luyện nghe bài hát 1, 2, 1, 2

on
1, 2, 1, 2, uh uh
1, 2, 1, 2
Mr. and Doc
1, 2, 1, 2
Uh uh, 1, 2, 1, 2
DJ scratch on the
1, 2, 1, 2
1, 2, 1, 2
Break your motha fuckin'
1, 2, 1, 2
Ah yo, yo

My lyric is 8 ball, batter up ball
Fuck analog, niggas, we be digital
comin', from the five star general
Attack you from the side
to the naked eye, where them criminals
Better have your eight vitamins and minerals
The wu is comin' you know the outcome
Critical in your physical for injurin'
The and gentleman who stack by the Benjamin

Off a beat like this, I keep a night
In case any up care, where heat might miss
I fry rice bitch in a white trench
Bustin' off two macks, I'm I'm hit
Yo, I'm just playin', I the crowd out
Like a peppa spray can
I throw lightin' out the arms
Go your prey
Next year I do nothin' more Y2K

We say
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
We say
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
We say
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2

We say
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
And if you say me
say fuck you
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2

From debutant to stripper
I'm too nonchalant, a mixed with four kinds of liquors
me at the bar, 'Fu Bar', ladies know who we are
And dream of fuckin' a star, who da
in this man car
Burnin' up, forever gettin' thrown out the
It be us Paul, shot out and
I smoke bud, sniff a bee's ass to get a
I'm everything you you don't know

Yo man, I throw a 5 in the
Poppa with the front end hittin speed bumps
40 per hour
I'm out at Howard, next to
Takin' out the fountains at shoppin' malls
Rats can only afford
The blood in my is tough like Buddy Lee
Semi-dart off ya, blood coughin'
Meth a last spark plug with a heart pump

We say
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
Yo, wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
We say
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
Ah yo
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2

We say
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
Ah yo
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
And if you say me
say fuck you
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2

Call me Will, I state
When four doc run the
New jacks studderin', the man from the upper hand
Punch, atomic bomb I hit
From bricks to South Park, you with Kenny
you bailin', I'm trailin'
Rockin' hat helmets, clip the satellite surveillance
When I walk by you not be kickin'
Or I put two more in that Terriyaki

You've just been fitted for them shoes
is bottom of the lake raps
Stab you in the
fu
Fifty-two cops can't the fifty-two blocks
Unless they bust like fifty-two
I'm the has that have not
kids at Maxwell's house

Know when I'm good to the last
my name, Meth, his name's Doc
Just like
See me in the transportation splurgin'
Drivin' with a turban who push a suburban
Come on, we windows half down through the urban
Network law lay it like a Persian
M to the E to the F, spell

Get out your car
This yours
Robbed you a gun that filled with paint balls
And brauds got the to act funny
You a champagne ho, with kool money
Frown bitch, Doc up in that town
You back down a point on NFL
I'm lyin', break fool and take two
And put your hole in the earth to through

We say
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
We say
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
Ah yo
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2

We say
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
Ah yo
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2
And if you say me
I'ma say you
Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2, 2, 2

Yeah, yo
DJ
Not for prime time playas
Mr. Meth, Doc
Def Jam mutha fuckas
me down, baby
Nod your head to

on
Ah yo, this is Radio
We are kickin' your fuckin ass
Yo
Thats right it's goin'
Redman, method man, blackin the out
Now