Luyện nghe bài hát Muevete

The path of the righteous man is
On all sides by the of the selfish
And the of evil men, blessed is he
Who in the of charity and good will

the weak through the valley of darkness
For he is truly his keeper and
The finder of lost children, and I will down
Upon thee with vengeance and furious anger

who attempt to poison and destroy
My brothers and you will know my is the Lord
When I lay my upon thee

Smokin' MC's like a of Buddha burnin' in my bong now
You don't want to step to the rhythm of the Funk
You'll be a prisoner in the temple of
it out, just move it on out, no doubt

We the number one crew kickin' more gas niggas out the
Puttin' up an argument, just don't
I'll whoop that ass just like I'm your father
Take heed to the master's call yes

Bullets fly but they don't a fuck about who dies
you're in the middle of the fuckin', no question, confrontation
Nowhere to run from the assassination let the rain down
Whoops there goes another body on the
out for G hound, it's the undisputed Cypress family

Kickin' up dust can you handle us
inside your mind like a tumor
Spreading in your head a rumor, venomous
I'm the underground, I take care of business
the fuck is this?

Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out

Suckas come in all shapes and colors
Let me get the rope and 'em 'till their fuckin' necks broke
Wind cut off, now you can't breathe
Let me give you what you a fat dose of the good weed

Like a on a string I'm the one controlling
Your ass with the rough shit to bring
My army grows like the Buddha I ya
Every seed is another fuckin'
Soldier like the 'coup

Now ya are in the of the ambush
Stuck in your car they can't ya
At the bottom of the lake let me ya
You better be lookin' ya

It's too late, ain't no one standin'
Hallucination, bees hummin' in ear
Paranoia, to your dome piece
Increase, the level of the terror move ceased

Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out

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

Come on, open up the for the high funk Buddha
With the light point the can die rolling with the six shooter
Thirty-eight still shootin' real lookin' for the
Buster that I eliminate

No surprise as the inches
Let the four flow as I him right in the eyes
And rip these niggas in with the
They can't find a path I like the

Still I reign the sect we
The big bad Cypress Hill, fuckin' up again
When I aim I'm scopin' for your
Brother low, cross-hairs break you up the frame

Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out

Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out

Ah, now that the mind is
So one can see what
They clearly don't you to see
But it's obvious, it my brother?
Get the smoke in the front of your eyes
Got to realize, anybody don't like, 'em on that