Luyện nghe bài hát Make A Move

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

Take heed to the master's call yes
(Bring your cause I fade them all)
fly
But they don't give a fuck who dies
When you're in the middle of the
No question,
Nowhere to run the assassination
Let the rain down
there goes another body on the ground
Watch out for G
It's the Cypress family
up dust can you handle us fragilly
Growin' inside your like a tumour
Spreading in your head like a
Venomous!
I'm from the underground, I take care of
What the fuck is

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

Suckas come in all sizes and colors
Let me get the
And hang `em `till fuckin' necks broke
Wind cut off, now you can't breathe
Let me give you you need
A fat dose of the good
a puppet on a string
I'm the one your ass
With the rough shit here to
My army like the buddha I sold ya
Every seed planted is fuckin' soldier
the `coup 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 be lookin' behind ya
It's too late, ain't no one standin'
Hallucination, hummin' in your ear
Paranoia, dwelling to your dome
Increase, the level of the terror that move

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

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

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

Still real straight
Lookin' for the buster that I eliminate
No
As the demise
Let the flow
As I look him right in the
And rip these niggas in
With the
They find a path
I like the
I reign the sect we remain
The big bad Cypress Hill, fuckin' niggas up
When I aim I'm scopin' for brain
Brother low, cross-hairs break you up the frame

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