Luyện nghe bài hát 1234

One, two, three,
One, two, three,

Out the gate I brought the
to your hard drive
We run a hard
the trip

I jealousies into these rhyme cartel
We the art well
Hung on all fours, box and sell
Available to you and

Other songs make attempts
To love they
I am just saying it
To validate Ozomatli

Stance at glance
It's like the
Brought to hit you like
the 1, 2, 3, 4

True martial
Official souls my
Sing the name now
1, 2, 3, 4

a track till they flat on they back
Have the referee smacking the mat
1, 2, 3, 4

We do it on the
When we the funk in it, huh

Now a minute, so allot of us
Yo, I'm the East south paw
Hanging these West Coast north stars
Shining bright, height elev'

on

Formatic for the handlin' the
my way
The highway to
Is a long road the lyrical coves
The bus

of us
Punk minds with the one of a rhymes
I .M.C., spit, for fee
all, not the player baby
But I running you crawl

Too fast on your
Did I
Dave scored a goal from the team
Second I

I'm for crunch time
The lunch line was my
Till I to bus
Uh, uh, then I spewed to it

Now it's the of us
like Siameses
We on
Like shiny bits of

to your wrist
We are tattoo to rap thing
invisible ink
I'm in a blink

like my pinkie
And clown Bozo
Don't you that Ozo bring the
1, 2, 3, 4

To to face
But lovin' the
Squeeze it out like paste
1, 2, 3, 4

2 will only rock a few
So now I roll with crew
you
1, 2, 3, 4

We the backs to break
the great
it
1, 2, 3, 4
1, 2, 3, 4