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

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

One time, for mind
we bust 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.

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

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

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

Yea AG! on, baby

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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,
gotta up your fire, make your mode aglow.
Gonna build up the freight to make your shake
a on the ocean that nobody else can fake.

But every in a while when the ship is out at sea
the captain may be called upon to a remedy,
and if the first mate's first-rate pay is lifted
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 home with a funky
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, pullin up my bands,
yeah, what we do, right here on queue?

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that was AG, 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, a show for human bein's,
hop up on the Mic, I make a start believin'.
Seize the hip hop that's 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, that's we call it.
A track so phat, you need a u-haul to it.
A Diff made a kick and we rung up 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 until the 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 back to Mike G and 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 Black Eyed Peas down 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 will know, combination together,
then grows, through soul, let it blow
boom, shock-a. Let me a bit,
so I can equiped,
makin' sure my head's 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 heavy through your town.
So give the bigger brother a bigger pound,
ours is intimidating as it really sound.
Why don't you give a bigger brother a bigger pound,
cause ours is as it really 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 tone's wreckin'
the DJ is
the jams make you beckon.
Forehead of sweat 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.
the rhymes by the kilos, beats by the pound.
Keep your eyes open, cause it's 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 beat that with a baseball bat.
This the type of joint bum your format,
kiss your girl, shoot cat.
And out the back the cash and the tapes,
jungle joint to make you go ape

Boom, got demo. Hit you the ammo.
Check out this 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 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...

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My name is Bam, down with the JBeez
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My name is Mike G, down the JBeez
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My name is AG, down the JBeez
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My is Sense Live down 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, with 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 the JBeez

down the JBeez (repeat...)