Luyện nghe bài hát 1234

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

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

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

Other only make attempts
To they inner
Understand I am saying it
To validate Ozomatli

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

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

Bust a track till they on they back
Have the referee the mat like
1, 2, 3, 4

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

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

on

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

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

Too fast on comprehension
Did I
Dave scored a goal from the team
Second I

I'm ready for time
The lunch line was my
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 your
We are tattoo to rap thing
invisible ink
I'm gone in a

like my pinkie
And like Bozo
you know that 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 only a few
So now I with Ozomatli crew
you
1, 2, 3, 4

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