Luyện nghe bài hát 1234

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

Out the gate I brought the
Rev-Mex to your hard
We run a hard
Pardon the

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

Other songs only attempts
To they inner
I am just saying it
To validate Ozomatli

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

True arts
Official my brainchild
Sing the song now
1, 2, 3, 4

Bust a track till they flat on they
Have the referee smacking the mat
1, 2, 3, 4

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

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

on

Formatic for the the trouble
my way
The to heaven
Is a long 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 running while you

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

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

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

to your wrist
We are to this rap thing
invisible ink
I'm in a blink

like my pinkie
And clown Bozo
Don't you know Ozo bring the
1, 2, 3, 4

To hard to
But the taste
it out like paste alright
1, 2, 3, 4

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

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