Luyện nghe bài hát Do That $#!%

Yo, I'm just shooting the with carbon dioxide
That needs to be and sold so you can lo' and behold
Or would you hold it below c'mon let go and be
You can't the words I'm flipping make you reach for the sky

You hear the caters that I'm kicking I'm walking the street
I write rhymes so I can go on beat
You thinks it's so damn lovely you nigga come here
You a frightened little kid all steps and no beard

But let me tell you now your talking to a ass man
I put some in your head to fill your stomach to head
You don't believe me well it's taken me from to Japan
why I'm laughing to the bank without a getaway van

You worrying about ice and want your shorty to see
The only ice I need is in my L I T
I keep my Hennessey straight so the fantasy plan
why you get up and go, that's shit you got to debate

You steady worrying your crystal
Charge your pistol, meanwhile, the style long gone, miss-trial
of the bullshit, innocent of killing it
Even all your fronting, fake, phoney friends are it

What's the with your life?
Strange you got something to about that you already know about
And walk about, get some, good about it
Write it down, think it then shout it out, how that sound?

Yo, if it sound we talking to you
I really you want to do that shit, c'mon do that shit
And if you know on what we saying is
You better act like you knew that shit, c'mon do that

Put action on paper now, do that shit
Go ahead and be yourself child, do shit
Don't be to use your own style, do that shit
C'mon do that shit, c'mon do shit

Now everybody want but nobody want death
Shit a lot you wouldn't even settle for injured
So why you frontin' like you want see that shit ain't fly
You need to a couple nights with a drama queen

And did you ever a crack baby
How bout a 30-year-old woman strung out a little old lady
You see some of these folks that gotta live in streets today
Either shot up, smoked, or sniffed life away

Yeah, you wanna talk your triple beam dream
It's ironic you pass eight-grade maths
You don't the half, third, fourth or fifth
Ain't old enough to talking about you pushing a six

And frontin' like you watch for the narks
You gotta watch for your and on your ass saying, "Oh my God"
You watch for your birthday and wrote a half a album
of rhymes like you little wheeze, little nigga please

Watch these, watch fly by night MCs
Jay-Z's flow, go with the breeze
I beseech you get own flow so when you blow up
You won't the real heads wanna throw up

Yo, if it sound we talking to you
I really think you want to do that shit, do that shit
And if you on what we saying is true
You better act like you knew that shit, c'mon do shit

Put some action on now, do that shit
Go ahead and be child, do that shit
be afraid to use your own style, do that shit
C'mon do that shit, do that shit