Luyện nghe bài hát Three Little Indians

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

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

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

[D.M.C.]
I write rhymes I got rhythm I continue to
Recitin lines full of wisdom make with Joe
Tonight I'm gettin busy won't you give me my
Night time strictly busy for the kids at the
That's my hobby kemosabe I be tearin up
and the posse gots to have me in the Cherokee
I'm attackin like boy don't have a cow
Just give me matches for the flames it's time to pow-wow
All the run for cover all the others discover
One two little three little 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 in ninety-three
cause we be three indians, sleepin in a teepee an'
up a funky fat philosophy cause we be
re-arrangin, changin, it, different
Told ya bout retirement, definitely
flavor, gave up, +Hype+ to Public
I the mic I rock upon the pad and pen a friend to me
Hit ya with the I get to hit ya with the booth
cause your troops a king, proverb, hmmm!
Listen, listen to the beat inside soul
Knowledge, wisdom is more precious, than
The indians, comin, DJ, Run and
back the land that the man, stole from 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, three indians!
("one, one, one, huh-hah!")

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

"aight, auhh, check out.."