Luyện nghe bài hát Fu-gee-la

We to be number 10
Now we're one
In the battle my finger, Mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood lukewarm
Tell the woman be easy Naah squeeze the
Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned
Beat you so bad make you like you ain't wanna be born
And tell your stay the hell out of my lawn
Chicken became Dead George stealin' chickens from my farm
Damn, dead pigeon
If your then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my made of hand grenade
bled to death while she was tongue-kissing a razor blade
That sounds sick maybe one eday I'll write a
Blackula comes to the ghetto, jacks an
Stevie Wonder Crack Babies Becoming Enemies of their own families
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 like he's down Mount Zion

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

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

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
La La La La La La Lalala La Laaah, Sweet Thing

I sit 90 degrees palm trees
beadies as I burn my calories
Brooklyn roof tops 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 it's a phenomenon, lyrics fast like Ramadan

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

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

Oooh La La La, It's the way we rock when 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