Luyện nghe bài hát Three Little Indians

One little, two little, three indians!
("check out")
One little, two little, little indians!
("ahh yeah!")

Master Jay]
Httin hard, now check the hit
("Jam Master.. Jay") to flip
Slide for a minute but I won't son
God had my back ("day.. one")
Back to the track in fact the fat
Peace to my and my sisters in black
Disrespect and don't how to act
You better come or I'ma have to bust your hat
One little, two indians and me
Jam Jay and Run-D.M.C.
We been since (UHH) eighty-("three")
And ain't nuttin but another year to me
Cause I flip the scripts, grab hips, give
and lips, ?? goes the whole length
So get it, get it, that did it
And if you is a get the didick, cause it's

One little, two little, little indians!
up..
One little, two little, little indians!
(uh-huh, uh-huh)
One little, two little, little indians!
("check out")
One little, two little, three indians!
("ahh yeah!")

[D.M.C.]
I write I got rhythm I continue to flow
Recitin lines full of wisdom decisions with Joe
Tonight I'm gettin busy you give me my dough
Night time busy for the kids at the show
my hobby kemosabe I be tearin up streets
and the posse gots to me in the Cherokee Jeeps
I'm attackin like Apache boy have a cow
Just give me matches for the flames because it's to pow-wow
All the suckers run for cover all the others
One two little little indian brothers!

One little, two little, three indians!
("check out")
One little, two little, three indians!
("one, one, one, huh-hah!")

we go (7X)

Begin it, it
DJ, Run and, D.M.C.'n
JM, J'n how ya livin in
cause we be three little indians, sleepin in a an'
up a funky fat philosophy cause we be
re-arrangin, changin, it, different
Told ya bout retirement, definitely
flavor, gave up, +Hype+ to Enemy
I like the mic I rock the pad and pen a friend to me
Hit ya with the truth I get to hit ya with the
cause your deserve a king, proverb, hmmm!
Listen, listen to the beat inside soul
Knowledge, wisdom is precious, than gold
The indians, comin, DJ, Run and
claimin back the land that the man, stole him
It's bout, that time, for mine, ?? and
Jay Joe and King who are we? Little

One little, two little, little indians!
("check out")
One little, two little, little indians!
("one, one, one, huh-hah!")

One little, two little, little indians!
("check out")
One little, two little, three indians!
("ahh yeah!")

"aight, auhh, this out.."