Luyện nghe bài hát Muevete

The of the righteous man is beset
On all by the inequities of the selfish
And the of evil men, blessed is he
Who in the name of charity and good

Shepherds the weak through the of darkness
For he is his brother's keeper and
The finder of lost children, and I strike down
Upon thee with great vengeance and furious

who attempt to poison and destroy
My and you will know my name is the Lord
When I lay my vengeance upon

Smokin' MC's like a bowl of Buddha in my bong now
You want to step to the rhythm of the Funk Degrees
You'll be a prisoner in the of thieves
it out, just move it on out, no doubt

We the number one crew more gas niggas out the house
up an argument, just don't bother
'Cause I'll whoop that ass just I'm your father
Take heed to the call yes y'all

Bullets fly but they don't a fuck about who dies
you're in the middle of the fuckin', no question, confrontation
Nowhere to run from the assassination let the rain come
Whoops there another body on the ground
Watch out for G hound, the undisputed Cypress family

Kickin' up dust can you handle us
inside your mind like a tumor
Spreading in your like a rumor, venomous
I'm from the underground, I take care of
the fuck is this?

Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out

Suckas come in all shapes sizes and
Let me get the rope and hang 'em 'till their fuckin' broke
Wind passage cut off, now you can't
Let me give you what you a fat dose of the good weed

a puppet on a string I'm the one controlling
Your ass with the shit here to bring
My army like the Buddha I sold ya
Every planted is another fuckin'
Soldier like the d'etate'

Now ya are in the of the ambush
in your car they can't find ya
At the of the lake let me remind ya
You better be behind ya

too late, ain't no one standin' here
Hallucination, bees hummin' in ear
Paranoia, dwelling to your piece
Increase, the level of the terror that ceased

Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out

Make a move, a move, every posse make a move
Make a move, make a move, every make a move
Make a move, make a move, every posse a move
a move, make a move, every posse make a move

Come on, up the doors for the high funk Buddha
the light point the dick can die rolling with the six shooter
Thirty-eight still shootin' real lookin' for the
Buster that I must

No surprise as the demise
Let the four flow as I look him right in the
And rip these niggas in with the
They find a path I like the aftermath

I reign the sect we remain
The big bad Cypress Hill, fuckin' up again
When I aim I'm scopin' for your
Brother stay low, break you up the frame

'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out

'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out

Ah, now that the is open
So one can clearly see
clearly don't want you to see
But obvious, isn't it my brother?
Get the smoke in the front of your eyes
Got to realize, anybody like, move 'em on that