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!).

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

Open eyes, a surprise
you start to realize,
Jungle on the rise
with that look in our
For success, we the
get it off our chest
be all the rest
cause 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
we from the old school
use the mic as a
let you know we rule.

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

Don't like a clown
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 rockin' the night,
all we is two mics!

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

Yea AG! Come on,

1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
my name is AG, down the JBeez.
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I'm the propellerhead rippin' up the floor.
I'm the man in of the power load,
light up your fire, make your mode aglow.
Gonna build up the freight to your ship shake
a commotion on the that nobody else can fake.

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

1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
that was AG, down with the now.
1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3 and
my name is Live down with the JBeez, and
you're hearin' is some genuine emceein',
we go what we know, doin' a show for human bein's,
hop up on the Mic, I a doubter start believin'.
the hip hop that's lost all of the feelin'.
I know some brothers, through 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 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 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 to Mike G and Baby 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 is apl.de.ap from the Black Eyed Peas.
It 1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3,
oh this is Taboo and we 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 with 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 Eyed Peas down with the JBeez

As we flow, you know, combination come together,
grows, through your soul, let it blow
boom, shock-a. Let me a bit,
so I can equiped,
just makin' sure my propelled with another hit.
Another hit, the whiz, goin' down,
goes 1 to the 2 to the 3, surround sound,
you with the new sound,
JBeez in the piece comin' heavy your town.
So give the bigger brother a bigger pound,
cause ours is intimidating as it 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, heh-heh, uh heavy heavy
A lot of brothers 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 tone's
the DJ is
the jams that you beckon.
Forehead full of and
each word will make you
up inside your
and is how we flexin'.
Brighten up the joint with the sound.
Music, my brothers, makes the go round.
Keep the rhymes by the kilos, by the pound.
Keep eyes open, cause it's about to go down.

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

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

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
1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
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 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 Peas, down with the JBeez

with the JBeez (repeat...)