Luyện nghe bài hát 1, 2, 3

1 to the 2 to the motherfuckin' 3

1, 2, 3 points I get across
1 don't 2 me 3 go off
1, 2, 3 points I get across
1 2 make me 3 go off

1, 2, 3 I gotta get across
1 don't 2 me 3 go off
1, 2, 3 I gotta get across
1 2 make me 3 go off

We came up from the to the top started wit the rocks
Used to sell 'em to the fiends now I got 'em in my
Two years off the scene heard of ya fuckin' trash
We now to make you suffer like succotash

Run up and the blast my niggaz is dopin'
I'm the film in the camera nigga me rollin'
Picture me blowin' trees chiefin' purple
Weeds no seeds it Virgin Mary

Chevy say we broke up
(Oh, yeah)
But we do shows and ends like blow dried hair
Hold up Joe the song
(What)
Field Mob the answer to the
What if Big and Pac got along?

Put us on whoever fast slow no facade
Getcha Bible the credits Shawn go slow for God
Wit that I been blessed oh man
The chain red a caffeine free Coke can

So damn the critics really fake
We got hotter 16s than R. Kelly tape
Make cheddar when I the mic see when the Mob in town
go out in bad weather like a satellite

Never to ask 'em twice do it for the fuck of it
Anything pop a pill drink a lil suck a
Who you wit fuck ya click in ya place
Charlie Murphy what did the five say to the face?
(Slap)

1, 2, 3 points I gotta get
1 2 make me 3 go off
1, 2, 3 I gotta get across
1 2 make me 3 go off

1, 2, 3 points I get across
1 2 make me 3 go off
1, 2, 3 points I gotta get
1 2 make me 3 go off

I swear to God you never heard me spit it this way I'm ya
I'm finna snap like turtle in a lake
Wrap than a Egyptian coroner ya rhymes are borin' us
Listenin' to you is watchin' wet paint dry

Ya lyrics I bet taste sweet
Stop spittin' them candy bars and give me a break please
writin' ya rhymes yaself as a matter of fact
Here's a mirror and a map go and find

'Cause you been fake you frontin' you did time in the state pen
But really was a nerd at State
Cut the ya not a hustler
Y'all remind me of where I rent my DVDs at y'all blockbusters

Confessin' like Usher soft as baby
Fixin to get us off the block star 82
Mad 'cause I'm comin' up and you ain't and I'm buyin' stuff you can't
I ain't 50 Cent but I got bucks in the

And I got a dollar dick bitch wood worth a lot of cash
If I fuck her in the she have money out her ass
Claimin' you pimpin' but ain't got one
The hoes is the one you water ya lawn wit

To you hoes that for fun and the ones that fuck for fetti
If you ain't finna fuck Shawn then you ain't fuck Chevy
To The Source like a groupie in love with Jordan
Vick Ervin and I want 5 mics man damn

1, 2, 3 points I get across
1 don't 2 me 3 go off
1, 2, 3 I gotta get across
1 2 make me 3 go off

1, 2, 3 I gotta get across
1 2 make me 3 go off
1, 2, 3 I gotta get across
1 don't 2 me 3 go off