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.
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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, down the JBeez.

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

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

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

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

Yea AG! on, baby

1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
my name is AG, 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 your aglow.
Gonna build up the to make your ship shake
a commotion on the that nobody else can fake.

But every once in a while the ship is out at sea
the captain may be upon 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 with a funky gramophone
play us quick jams 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
G like the gram, pullin up my native bands,
yeah, what we do, right here on queue?

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 you're hearin' is genuine emceein',
we go from we know, doin' 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,
rollin' 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 rocket, he here to expand on the topic,
Let the law decide, let 'em lay down with the 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 it back 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 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 Peas down with the JBeez.
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We down with the
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 Black Eyed down with the JBeez

As we flow, you will know, come together,
then grows, through your soul, let it
boom, shock-a. Let me a bit,
so I can equiped,
just sure my head's propelled with another hit.
Another hit, the whiz, goin' down,
goes 1 to the 2 to the 3, with sound,
Surrounding you the new sound,
JBeez in the comin' heavy through your town.
So give the brother a bigger bigger pound,
cause is intimidating 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 brothers light, but we be,
heavy heavy, heavy heavy, heh-heh, uh 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 make you beckon.
Forehead full of and
word will make you wetin'
up your guts
and is how we flexin'.
up the joint with the ufunk sound.
Music, my brothers, the world go round.
Keep the 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 that with a baseball bat.
This the type of joint bum your format,
kiss girl, shoot your cat.
And out the with the cash and the tapes,
fresh joint to make you go ape

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

1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3
My name is Baby Bam, 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
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My name is Sense Live 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 name is apl.de.ap, down the JBeez,
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 3,
Oh is Taboo, down with the JBeez
1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 3,
Now we the Black Eyed Peas, down with the

down with the (repeat...)