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, down the JBeez.
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My name is Mike G, with the JBeez.
1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
My name is Bam, down with the JBeez.
1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
My name is Mike G, with the JBeez.

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

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

Take you back a rap
that'll make hands clap.
Fingers snap, tap
how we do it that?
the place, yo face
rockin' at a pace
for the whole human
with the you can taste.

Don't frown like a
you know we in your town.
Jungle gonna rock
we can all get down.
So precise, we do it twice,
we like the gravy on rice,
keep you rockin' 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! Come on,

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

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

1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
that was AG, with the JBeez now.
1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3 and
my name is Sense down with the JBeez, and
what hearin' is some genuine emceein',
we go what we know, doin' a show for human bein's,
hop up on the Mic, I make a doubter believin'.
Seize the hip hop lost all of the feelin'.
I know some brothers, comin' the set of 3,
straight out the J-U-N-G-L-E.
Down the Jbeez, yeah, that's what we call it.
A track so phat, you a u-haul to haul it.
A Diff a kick and we rung up Baby Bam,
we said "Can you it?" Yo, dawg, I got the ticket.
The super rocket, he to expand on the topic,
Let the law decide, let 'em lay down the wise guys.
Never shooting it the tape is paridise,
Sense Live, the Bhudda, and the 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 name is Will-I-Am, with the JBeez.
It 1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
My name is apl.de.ap from the Black 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 down with the JBeez.
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We with the Jbeez
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We down the Jbeez
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We with the Jbeez
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,
makin' sure my head's propelled with another hit.
Another hit, it's the whiz, down,
goes 1 to the 2 to the 3, surround sound,
you with the new sound,
JBeez in the comin' heavy through your town.
So give the brother a bigger bigger pound,
cause ours is as it really sound.
Why you give a bigger brother a bigger bigger pound,
ours is intimidating as it really sound.
You light, and we be...
heavy heavy, heavy, heh-heh, uh heavy heavy
A lot of brothers light, but we be,
heavy heavy, heavy heavy, heh-heh, uh heavy

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

on the check-in,
the ground wreckin'
the DJ is
the that make you beckon.
full of sweat and
each will make you wetin'
up your guts
and is how we flexin'.
Brighten up the joint the ufunk sound.
Music, my brothers, makes the go round.
Keep the rhymes by the kilos, by the pound.
Keep your eyes open, cause about to go down.

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

Boom, got demo. Hit you the ammo.
Check out this with the funky piano,
and keep your noddin' to the funky beat,
listen to the rhythm, so unique.
You wanna my style, but come on and bring it.
Say you're hard rock? Let me see you 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...

1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
My name is Baby Bam, down with the
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My name is Mike G, down the JBeez
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My name is AG, down the JBeez
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My name is Live down with the JBeez
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 3,
My name is Will-I-Am, 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 Eyed Peas, down with the JBeez

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