Luyện nghe bài hát Make A Move

Smokin' like a bowl of Buddha
in my bong NOW
You don't want to step to the rhythm of the funk
You'll be a in the temple of thieves
Move it out, just move it on out, no
We the one crew
Kickin' mark ass out the house
Puttin' up an argument, just don't
`Cause I'll that ass just like I'm your father

heed to the master's call yes y'all
(Bring your cell-phone I fade them all)
fly
But they give a fuck about who dies
When you're in the of the fuckin'
No question,
to run from the assassination
Let the come down
Whoops there another body on the ground
Watch out for G
It's the Cypress family
Kickin' up dust can you us fragilly
Growin' inside your like a tumour
Spreading in head like a rumor
Venomous!
I'm the underground, I take care of business
What the fuck is

`em out! Move `em on out! Move `em out!

Suckas come in all sizes and colors
Let me get the
And `em `till their fuckin' necks broke
Wind cut off, now you can't breathe
Let me you what you need
A fat of the good weed
Like a on a string
I'm the one your ass
With the rough shit here to
My army like the buddha I sold ya
seed planted is another fuckin' soldier
Like the d'etate'
Now ya are in the middle of the
Stuck in car
They can't ya
At the bottom of the
Let me ya
You better be lookin' ya
It's too late, ain't no one here
Hallucination, bees in your ear
Paranoia, dwelling to your piece
Increase, the level of the that move ceased

Move `em out! `em on out! Move `em out!

Make a move, make a move, every posse make a

on
Open up the doors for the high funk
With the light point the can die
Rolling with the six

Still real straight
Lookin' for the that I must eliminate
No
As the demise
Let the four
As I look him right in the
And rip these in half
With the
They can't find a
I the aftermath
I reign the sect we remain
The big bad Cypress Hill, fuckin' niggas up
When I aim I'm scopin' for brain
Brother stay low, cross-hairs break you up the

Move `em out! `em on out! Move `em out!