Luyện nghe bài hát 1, 2, 3

1 to the motherfuckin' 2 to the 3

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

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

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

Run up and the pump'll blast my is dopin'
I'm the film in the camera nigga picture me
Picture me blowin' trees purple daily
Weeds no seeds it Virgin Mary

Chevy they say we up
(Oh, yeah)
But we do shows and split ends like blow hair
Hold up Joe the song
(What)
Field Mob the to the question
What if Big and Pac woulda got

Put us on whoever song fast slow no
Bible check the credits Shawn go slow for God
Wit said I been blessed oh man
The red like a caffeine free Coke can

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

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

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

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

Ya I bet they taste sweet
Stop spittin' them Kit-Kat candy and give me a break please
Start writin' ya yaself as a matter of fact
a mirror and a map go and find yaself

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

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

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

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

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

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