Luyện nghe bài hát Fu-ge-la

We to be number 10
Now we're one
In the battle lost my finger, Mic my arm
Pistol nozzle hits nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
Tell the woman be Naah squeeze the Charmin
Test Wyclef, see death flesh get
Beat you so bad make you feel like you wanna be born
And tell your friends the hell out of my lawn
Chicken George became Dead stealin' chickens from my farm
Damn, Another dead
If mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand
bled to death while she was tongue-kissing a razor blade
That sounds sick maybe one eday write a horror
Blackula comes to the ghetto, jacks an
Stevie Wonder sees Crack Becoming Enemies of their own families
going on?
Armageddon come you know we soon
Gun by my side just in case I rump
A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like down with Mount Zion

Oooh La La La, It's the way that we when we're doing our thang
Oooh La La La, the natural LA that the Refugees Bring
Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweet

Yeah in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons 'till high
Bust rap toons on flat spoons, take no like poon poon's
See pop coochies, for Gucci's and Lucci
Find me in my Mitsubishi, eatin' sushi, Fugees
Hey Hey Hey
Try to the crew and we don't play play
Say say say
Paul McCartney, not hardly
Oddly
I can see through your bluff
Niggas huff and puff but they can't handle us, we bust
Cause we fortified, I could never hide, seen "Cooley High", Cried when died
I'm twisted, by some other negroes
Don't remove my on the first episode
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You diss refugees, and
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You sound set's bootie , and
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You to respect Jersey, 'cause I'm superfly when I'm super high on
The

La La La, It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang
Oooh La La La, It's the LA that the Refugees Bring
Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweet

I sit 90 degrees underneath palm
Smokin' as I burn my calories
roof tops become Brooklyn tee-pees
Who that be, enemies, wanna see the of me
From to Hawthorne, I run marathons, like
Buju Banton, I'm a true champion,
Farakkhan reads his Daily Koran it's a phenomenon, lyrics like Ramadan

What's on
come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I rump
A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front he's down with Mount Zion
What's on
Armageddon you know we soon done
Gun by my side in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front he's down with Mount Zion

Oooh La La La, It's the way that we when we're doing our thang
Oooh La La La, It's the LA that the Refugees Bring
Oooh La La La La La La La Laaah, Sweet Thing

Oooh La La La, It's the way that we rock we're doing our thang
Oooh La La La, It's the natural LA the Refugees Bring
Oooh La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Thing