Luyện nghe bài hát 1234

One, two, three,
One, two, three,

Out the gate I brought the
to your hard drive
We run a hard
Pardon the

I sneeze jealousies into rhyme cartel
We park the art
Hung on all fours, box and sell
to you and yours

Other only make attempts
To they inner
I am just saying it
To validate displaying

Stance at first
like the train
Brought to hit you like
the 1, 2, 3, 4

True arts
Official souls my
Sing the name now
1, 2, 3, 4

Bust a track they flat on they back
the referee smacking the mat like
1, 2, 3, 4

We do it on the
When we the funk in it, huh

Now a minute, so allot of us
Yo, I'm the East south paw
Hanging with West Coast north stars
Shining bright, height five

on

Formatic for the handlin' the
my way
The highway to
Is a road among the lyrical coves
The bus

of us
Punk minds with the one of a rhymes
I .M.C., spit, for fee
all, not the player baby
But I while you crawl

Too fast on your
Did I
Dave Madden a goal from the team
team I

I'm ready for crunch
The line was my favorite
Till I to bus
Uh, uh, I spewed to spit it

Now it's the of us
like Siameses
We on
Like bits of metal

Strapped to wrist
We are tattoo to rap thing
invisible ink
I'm in a blink

Lethal like my
And clown like
Don't you know that Ozo the
1, 2, 3, 4

To to face
But lovin' the
Squeeze it out paste alright
1, 2, 3, 4

2 will only rock a few
So now I with Ozomatli crew
you
1, 2, 3, 4

We know the to break
Ozomatli the
it
1, 2, 3, 4
1, 2, 3, 4