Luyện nghe bài hát 1234

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

Out the gate I brought the
Rev-Mex to hard drive
We run a hard
the trip

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

Other songs only attempts
To love inner
I am just saying it
To validate Ozomatli

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

True arts
souls my brainchild
Sing the song now
1, 2, 3, 4

Bust a track they flat on they back
Have the referee the mat like
1, 2, 3, 4

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

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

on

Formatic for the the trouble
my way
The to heaven
Is a long road among the lyrical
The bus

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

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

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

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

Strapped to your
We are tattoo to rap thing
With ink
I'm gone in a

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

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

Plug 2 will only a few
So now I with Ozomatli crew
you
1, 2, 3, 4

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