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 into these rhyme cartel
We the art well
Hung on all fours, box and sell
Available to you and

Other songs only make
To they inner
Understand I am saying it
To validate displaying

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

True martial
Official my brainchild
the song name now
1, 2, 3, 4

Bust a track they flat on they back
Have the smacking 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 Coast south paw
with these West Coast north stars
Shining bright, height elev'

on

Formatic for the the trouble
my way
The highway to
Is a long road the lyrical coves
The bus

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

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

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

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

to your wrist
We are tattoo to this rap
With ink
I'm in a blink

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

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

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

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