Luyện nghe bài hát Muevete

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

Shepherds the weak through the valley of
For he is truly his brother's and
The finder of lost children, and I will strike
Upon thee with great vengeance and anger

Those who attempt to poison and
My brothers and you will know my name is the
When I lay my vengeance upon

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

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

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

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

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

come in all shapes sizes and colors
Let me get the rope 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 weed

Like a puppet on a string I'm the one
Your ass the rough shit here to bring
My grows like the Buddha I sold ya
Every seed planted is fuckin'
like the 'coup d'etate'

Now ya are in the of the ambush
Stuck in your car they find ya
At the of the lake let me remind ya
You better be lookin' ya

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

'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, move 'em on out, '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 posse make a
Make a move, make a move, posse make a move
Make a move, make a move, every make a move
Make a move, a move, every posse make a move

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

No surprise as the inches
Let the flow as I look him right in the eyes
And rip these in half with the
They can't find a path I the aftermath

I reign the sect we remain
The big bad Cypress Hill, fuckin' niggas up
When I aim I'm for your brain
stay 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, 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, move 'em on out, 'em out

Ah, now that the is open
So one can clearly see
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, move 'em on