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!).

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

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

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

Take you with a rap
that'll make hands clap.
Fingers snap, tap
how we do it that?
Savin' the place, yo
rockin' at a pace
for the whole human
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,
keep you rockin' the night,
all we is two mics!

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

Yea AG! Come on,

1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
my is AG, down with the JBeez.
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 4
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 freight to make your ship
a commotion on the ocean nobody else can fake.

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

1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
that was AG, down the JBeez now.
1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3 and
my name is Sense down with the JBeez, and
what you're hearin' is some emceein',
we go from what we know, a show for human bein's,
hop up on the Mic, I a doubter start believin'.
Seize the hip hop lost all of the feelin'.
I some brothers, comin' through the set of 3,
straight out the J-U-N-G-L-E.
Down with the Jbeez, yeah, what we call it.
A so phat, you need a u-haul to haul it.
A Diff made a 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,
Live, the Bhudda, and the Bronx is my native land.
love, Got the way the G ta A demand,
now we take it to Mike G and Baby Bam!

It 1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 3,
My name is Will-I-Am, down the JBeez.
It 1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
My is apl.de.ap from the Black 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 Eyed Peas down with the JBeez.
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We down with the
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We with 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 down with the JBeez

As we flow, you will know, come together,
then grows, through 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,
you with the new sound,
JBeez in the piece comin' through your town.
So give the bigger brother a bigger pound,
cause ours is as it really sound.
Why don't you give a bigger brother a bigger pound,
cause is intimidating as it really sound.
You light, and we be...
heavy heavy, heavy heavy, heh-heh, uh heavy
A lot of comin' light, but we be,
heavy, heavy heavy, heh-heh, uh heavy heavy

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

on the check-in,
the tone's wreckin'
the DJ is
the jams that you beckon.
Forehead full of and
each word will make you
up your guts
and is how we flexin'.
Brighten up the joint the ufunk sound.
Music, my brothers, the world go round.
the rhymes by the kilos, beats by the pound.
Keep your eyes open, it's 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, your cat.
And out the back the cash and the tapes,
fresh joint to make you go ape

Boom, got demo. Hit you the ammo.
out this joint with the funky piano,
and keep your noddin' to the funky beat,
to the rhythm, sounds so unique.
You wanna test my style, but come on and it.
Say you're hard 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...

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 is Mike G, down with the JBeez
1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
My name is AG, down the JBeez
1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
My name is Sense Live down with the
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, down with the
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 3,
Now we the Black Eyed Peas, with the JBeez

with the JBeez (repeat...)