Luyện nghe bài hát Down with the Jbeez

who am I?...
Bam!
The A-double-B!
And who are
I go by the "The Grand 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 is Mike G, down with the JBeez.
1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
My name is Baby Bam, down the JBeez.
1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
My name is Mike G, down the JBeez.

your eyes, a surprise
you start to realize,
Jungle Brothers on the
with that in our eyes
For success, we the
get it off our chest
be all the rest
cause no contest.

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

Take you with a rap
that'll your hands clap.
snap, nose tap
how we do it like
the place, yo face
rockin' at a pace
for the human race
the flavor you can taste.

Don't frown like a
when you we in your town.
Jungle gonna rock
we can all get down.
So precise, we do it twice,
we like the on your rice,
keep you 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! 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 up your fire, make your mode aglow.
Gonna build up the freight to make ship shake
a commotion on the ocean nobody else can fake.

But every once in a while when the 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 steer, who is gonna navigate?
Yo yo, we for that eventuality,
break glass in for an emcee.
that's me, I ram it with a funky gramophone
play us super quick for a switch dance.
Throw another mic right on for I'm linin' up a rhyme
and a jam with Baby Bam and my man
Mike G the gram, pullin up my native bands,
yeah, what we gonna do, here on queue?

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was AG, down with the JBeez now.
1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3 and
my is Sense Live down with the JBeez, and
what you're hearin' is some emceein',
we go from what we know, doin' a show for bein's,
hop up on the Mic, I a doubter start believin'.
Seize the hip hop lost all of the feelin'.
I know 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 track so phat, you need a u-haul to it.
A Diff made a kick and we up Baby Bam,
we "Can you kick it?" Yo, dawg, I got the ticket.
The super rocket, he to expand on the topic,
Let the law decide, let 'em lay down with the 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 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 name is apl.de.ap 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 Black Eyed Peas down the JBeez.
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We down the Jbeez
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We down with the
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We down the Jbeez
It 1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
Now we the Eyed Peas down with the JBeez

As we flow, you will know, come 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, surround sound,
you with the new sound,
JBeez in the piece comin' heavy through town.
So give the bigger a bigger bigger pound,
cause ours is intimidating as it 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 heavy, heh-heh, uh heavy
A lot of comin' light, but we be,
heavy, heavy heavy, heh-heh, uh heavy heavy

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

on the check-in,
the ground wreckin'
the DJ is
the jams make you beckon.
full of sweat and
each word will you wetin'
up inside guts
and is how we flexin'.
Brighten up the joint the ufunk sound.
Music, my brothers, makes the go round.
the rhymes by the kilos, beats by the pound.
Keep your eyes open, cause 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 beat that with a bat.
This the type of joint bum rush format,
your girl, shoot your cat.
And out the with the cash and the tapes,
fresh jungle joint to you go ape

Boom, got demo. Hit you the ammo.
Check out this with the funky piano,
and keep your head to the funky beat,
to the rhythm, sounds so unique.
You wanna test my style, but come on and 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 goin' on just that!
on...

1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
My name is Bam, down with the JBeez
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My is Mike G, down with the JBeez
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My name is AG, with the JBeez
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My name is Sense down with the JBeez
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 3 to the 3,
My name is apl.de.ap, 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 the JBeez

down the JBeez (repeat...)