Luyện nghe bài hát 1234

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

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

I sneeze jealousies into these cartel
We park the art
Hung on all fours, box and start
Available to you and

Other songs make attempts
To they inner
I am just saying it
To displaying Ozomatli

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

True martial
Official my brainchild
Sing the song now
1, 2, 3, 4

Bust a track till they on they back
Have the smacking the mat like
1, 2, 3, 4

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

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

on

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

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

Too fast on comprehension
Did I
Dave Madden scored a from the team
Second I

I'm ready for time
The lunch line was my
I graduated to bus
Uh, uh, then I to spit it

Now the three of us
Connected Siameses
We on
shiny bits of metal

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

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

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

Plug 2 will rock a few
So now I roll Ozomatli crew
you
1, 2, 3, 4

We know the to break
Ozomatli the
it
1, 2, 3, 4
1, 2, 3, 4