Luyện nghe bài hát 1234

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

Out the gate I brought the
Rev-Mex to hard drive
We run a bargain
the trip

I sneeze jealousies into these rhyme
We park the art
on all fours, box and start sell
Available to you and

songs only make attempts
To love they
Understand I am just it
To validate displaying

Stance at glance
It's like the
Brought to hit you like
the 1, 2, 3, 4

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

Bust a track till 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 Coast south paw
Hanging with these West Coast north
Shining bright, height five

on

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

of us
Punk minds the one of a kind rhymes
I .M.C., spit, for fee
Then all, not the baby
But I running while you

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

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

Now the three of us
like Siameses
We on
shiny bits of metal

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

Lethal like my
And clown Bozo
you know that Ozo bring the
1, 2, 3, 4

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

Plug 2 will rock a few
So now I roll with crew
you
1, 2, 3, 4

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