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 is Baby Bam, down with 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 G, down with the JBeez.

your eyes, a surprise
cause you to realize,
Jungle on the rise
that 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' bust 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.

you back with 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 race
the flavor you can taste.

Don't frown like a
you know 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 through the night,
all we is two mics!

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

Yea AG! on, baby

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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,
light up your fire, make your mode aglow.
Gonna build up the freight to your ship shake
a commotion on the ocean that 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 first first-rate pay is lifted interstate
who is steer, who is gonna navigate?
Yo yo, we for that eventuality,
break in emergency for an emcee.
me, I ram it home with a funky gramophone
play us super quick for a switch dance.
Throw mic right on time for I'm linin' up a rhyme
and a jam with 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, with the JBeez now.
1 to the 2 to the 2 to the 3 and
my name is Sense Live with the JBeez, and
what you're hearin' is genuine 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 that's all of the feelin'.
I know some brothers, comin' the set of 3,
rollin' 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 to haul it.
A made a kick and we rung up Baby Bam,
we said "Can you it?" Yo, dawg, I got the ticket.
The rocket, he here to expand on the topic,
Let the law decide, let 'em lay down the wise guys.
Never shooting it until the 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 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 Peas down with the JBeez.
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We down with the
It goes... 1, 2, 3
We down 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 Black Eyed Peas down with the

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,
just makin' sure my propelled with another hit.
Another hit, the whiz, goin' down,
goes 1 to the 2 to the 3, with sound,
you with the new sound,
JBeez in the piece comin' heavy your town.
So give the bigger a bigger bigger pound,
cause ours is intimidating as it sound.
Why don't you give a brother a bigger bigger pound,
cause ours is 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 heavy, heh-heh, uh heavy

Do that rhyme, baby, do rhyme...
You like that we gonna 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
each word 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 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 downer, pull you out of your rut.
perfectly amazing, tally up the stats.
Now you can't beat with a baseball bat.
the type of joint bum rush your format,
kiss your girl, shoot cat.
And out the back with the and the tapes,
fresh jungle joint to you go ape

Boom, got demo. Hit you the ammo.
out this joint with the funky piano,
and your head noddin' to the funky beat,
listen to the rhythm, so unique.
You wanna test my style, but on and bring it.
Say hard 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 just that!
on...

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 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 the JBeez
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 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 Eyed Peas, down with the JBeez

down the JBeez (repeat...)