Luyện nghe bài hát 1, 2, 3

1 to the motherfuckin' 2 to the 3

1, 2, 3 points I get across
1 2 make me 3 go off
1, 2, 3 points I get across
1 don't 2 me 3 go off

1, 2, 3 points I gotta get
1 don't 2 me 3 go off
1, 2, 3 I gotta get across
1 2 make me 3 go off

We came up from the to the top started wit the rocks
Used to sell 'em to the now I got 'em in my watch
Two years off the scene heard enough of ya fuckin'
We returned now to make you suffer succotash

Run up and the blast my niggaz is dopin'
I'm the film in the nigga picture me rollin'
Picture me blowin' trees chiefin' purple
Weeds no call it Virgin Mary

they say we broke up
(Oh, yeah)
But we do shows and split ends blow dried hair
Hold up Joe the song
(What)
Field Mob the answer to the
What if Big and Pac got along?

Put us on whoever song fast no facade
Getcha Bible check the credits Shawn go for God
Wit that said I been oh man
The chain red like a free Coke can

So damn the critics y'all really
We got hotter 16s than than R. Kelly
Make cheddar when I the mic see when the Mob in town
Hoes go out in bad like a satellite

Never have to ask 'em do it for the fuck of it
Anything pop a pill drink a lil a dick
Who you wit fuck ya stay in ya place
Charlie Murphy what did the five say to the face?
(Slap)

1, 2, 3 points I get across
1 2 make me 3 go off
1, 2, 3 points I gotta get
1 2 make me 3 go off

1, 2, 3 points I gotta get
1 2 make me 3 go off
1, 2, 3 points I get across
1 2 make me 3 go off

I swear to God you heard me spit it this way I'm warnin' ya
I'm finna snap like turtle in a lake
Wrap more than a Egyptian coroner ya rhymes are us
Listenin' to you is watchin' wet paint dry

Ya I bet they taste sweet
Stop spittin' them Kit-Kat candy bars and me a break please
Start writin' ya yaself as a matter of fact
a mirror and a map go and find yaself

'Cause you fake you frontin' like you did time in the state pen
But really was a nerd at State
Cut the bullshit ya not a
Y'all remind me of where I my DVDs at y'all some blockbusters

Confessin' like Usher soft as food
Fixin to get us off the block star 82
Mad 'cause I'm comin' up and you ain't and I'm buyin' stuff you can't
I ain't 50 Cent but I got bucks in the

And I got a million dollar bitch wood worth a lot of cash
If I her in the butt she have money out her ass
Claimin' you pimpin' but got one bitch
The only hoes is the one you water ya wit

To you hoes that fuck for fun and the ones fuck for fetti
If you ain't fuck Shawn then you ain't finna fuck Chevy
To The Source like a groupie in love with Jackson
Vick and Tyson I want 5 mics man damn

1, 2, 3 points I gotta get
1 2 make me 3 go off
1, 2, 3 I gotta get across
1 2 make me 3 go off

1, 2, 3 points I get across
1 don't 2 me 3 go off
1, 2, 3 points I gotta get
1 don't 2 me 3 go off