Luyện nghe bài hát Fu-gee-la (refugee Camp Remix, Sly And Robbie Remix)

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

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, Sweet

Yeah in saloons we drink Boone's and goons 'till high noon
rap toons on flat spoons, take no shorts like poon poon's
See hoochies pop coochies, for Gucci's and
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 right through your
Niggas huff and they puff but they can't handle us, we
Cause we fortified, I never hide, seen "Cooley High", Cried when Cochise died
I'm twisted, black-listed by some other
Don't remove my 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 respect Jersey, 'cause I'm superfly when I'm high on
The

Oooh La La La, the way that we rock when 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

I sit 90 underneath palm trees
Smokin' beadies as I burn my
Brooklyn roof tops become tee-pees
Who that be, enemies, 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

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

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

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, Thing