Luyện nghe bài hát Down with the Jbeez

who am I?...
Bam!
The A-double-B!
And who are
I go by the name "The Boogie"...
G!
And if you know, now you know!
We are the JBeez.
Brothers, no doubt.
at you (comin' at you live!).

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My name is Baby Bam, with the JBeez.
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My is Mike G, down with the JBeez.
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My name is Baby Bam, with the JBeez.
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My name is G, down with the JBeez.

your eyes, a surprise
cause you to realize,
Brothers on the rise
with that look in our
For success, we the
gotta get it off our
be all the rest
there's no contest.

One time, for your
we gon' another rhyme.
Let you know, where we come
lay it on the line.
Be cool, not a
cause we the old school
use the mic as a
let you that we rule.

you back with a rap
that'll make your clap.
Fingers snap, tap
how we do it like
Savin' the place, yo
rockin' at a steady
for the human race
the flavor you can taste.

Don't like a clown
when you we in your town.
Jungle Brothers gonna
we can all get down.
So precise, we do it twice,
we the gravy on your rice,
you rockin' through the night,
all we is two mics!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh....
(word up, this is for real right? For real! Word up, like For real like AG singin' up in this joint!)

Yea AG! on, baby

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my name is AG, down the JBeez.
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I'm the propellerhead up the dance floor.
I'm the man in of the power load,
gotta light up your fire, make mode aglow.
Gonna build up the to make your ship shake
a commotion on the ocean nobody else can fake.

But once in a while when the ship is out at sea
the captain may be called upon to a remedy,
and if the first mate's first-rate pay is lifted
who is steer, who is gonna navigate?
Yo yo, we prepared for eventuality,
glass in emergency for an emcee.
that's me, I ram it home a funky gramophone
play us super jams for a switch dance.
another mic right on time for I'm linin' up a rhyme
and a jam with Bam and my main man
Mike G like the gram, up my native bands,
yeah, what we gonna do, right on queue?

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was AG, down with the JBeez now.
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my is Sense Live down with the JBeez, and
what you're hearin' is genuine emceein',
we go from what we know, a show for human bein's,
hop up on the Mic, I make a start believin'.
the hip hop that's lost all of the feelin'.
I know some brothers, comin' the set of 3,
rollin' out the J-U-N-G-L-E.
with the Jbeez, yeah, that's what we call it.
A track so phat, you need a to haul it.
A Diff a kick and we rung up Baby Bam,
we "Can you kick it?" Yo, dawg, I got the ticket.
The rocket, he here to expand on the topic,
Let the law decide, let 'em lay down the wise guys.
Never it until the tape is paridise,
Live, the Bhudda, and the Bronx is my native land.
love, Got the way the G ta A demand,
now we take it back to Mike G and Bam!

It 1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 3,
My is Will-I-Am, down with the JBeez.
It 1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
My name is apl.de.ap from the Eyed Peas.
It 1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3,
oh this is and we comin' lyrically.
It 1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3,
Now we the Black Eyed Peas with the JBeez.
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We down the Jbeez
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We down the Jbeez
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We down with the
It 1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
Now we the Black Eyed Peas down the JBeez

As we flow, you will know, combination together,
grows, through your soul, let it blow
boom, shock-a. Let me a bit,
so I can equiped,
just makin' sure my head's propelled with hit.
Another hit, it's the whiz, down,
goes 1 to the 2 to the 3, with sound,
Surrounding you the new sound,
JBeez in the piece heavy through your town.
So the bigger brother a bigger bigger pound,
cause is intimidating as it really sound.
Why don't you a bigger brother a bigger bigger pound,
cause ours is intimidating as it sound.
You light, and we be...
heavy heavy, heavy heavy, heh-heh, uh heavy
A lot of brothers light, but we be,
heavy heavy, heavy, heh-heh, uh heavy heavy

Do that rhyme, baby, do rhyme...
You that rhyme? we gonna do that rhyme, yo...
it ya'll..

on the check-in,
the ground wreckin'
the DJ is
the jams that you beckon.
Forehead full of and
each word make you wetin'
up inside guts
and is how we flexin'.
Brighten up the joint with the sound.
Music, my brothers, the world go round.
Keep the rhymes by the kilos, by the pound.
your eyes open, cause it's about to go down.

to all by the hip hop cut.
The upper for downer, pull you out of your rut.
It's amazing, tally up the stats.
Now you can't that with a baseball bat.
This the type of bum rush your format,
kiss girl, shoot your cat.
And out the with the cash and the tapes,
fresh jungle to make you go ape

Boom, got demo. Hit you the ammo.
Check out this joint the funky piano,
and keep head noddin' to the funky beat,
listen to the rhythm, so unique.
You wanna my style, but come on and bring it.
Say you're rock? Let me see you sling it.
Now I say butta, you say fat,
I say hip hop, you say rap,
Butta, fat, hip hop, rap,
Now we got it on just like that!
on...

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My name is Baby Bam, with the JBeez
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My is Mike G, down with the JBeez
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My name is AG, down the JBeez
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My name is Sense Live down with the
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My is Will-I-Am, down with the JBeez,
it 1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 3,
My is apl.de.ap, down with the JBeez,
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 3,
Oh this is Taboo, with the JBeez
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 3,
Now we the Black Eyed Peas, down with the

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