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

We to be number 10
Now we're one
In the lost my finger, Mic became my arm
nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
Tell the woman be Naah squeeze the Charmin
Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned
Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't be born
And tell your friends the hell out of my lawn
Chicken George became Dead George stealin' chickens my farm
Damn, Another pigeon
If your mafiosos I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while she was tongue-kissing a razor
That sounds sick maybe one I'll write a horror
comes to the ghetto, jacks an Acura
Stevie Wonder Crack Babies Becoming Enemies of their own families
What's on?
Armageddon come you know we done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta
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 when 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

in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons 'till high noon
Bust rap on flat spoons, take no shorts like poon poon's
See hoochies pop coochies, for 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
Like Paul McCartney, not
enough
I can see right your bluff
Niggas huff and they puff but they can't handle us, we
Cause we fortified, I could never hide, seen "Cooley High", 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 set's , and
Ha Ha Ha Ha, You to respect Jersey, 'cause I'm superfly 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 that the Refugees
Oooh La La La La La La La Laaah, Sweet Thing

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

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

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

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