Luyện nghe bài hát Fu-gee-la

We to be number 10
Now we're one
In the lost my finger, Mic became my arm
Pistol hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
Tell the be easy Naah squeeze the Charmin
Test Wyclef, see death get scorned
Beat you so bad you feel like you ain't wanna be born
And tell your friends the hell out of my lawn
Chicken George became George stealin' chickens from my farm
Damn, dead pigeon
If mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's of hand grenade
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
Wonder sees Crack Babies Becoming Enemies of their own families
What's on?
come you know we soon done
Gun by my side in case I gotta rump
A boy on the of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion

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

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

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

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

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

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