Luyện nghe bài hát Do That $#!%

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

You hear the caters that I'm while I'm walking the street
I write rhymes so I can go on beat
You thinks it's so damn lovely don't you come here
You just a frightened little kid all and no beard

But let me tell you now talking to a grown 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 here to
why I'm laughing to the bank without a getaway van

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

You steady worrying your crystal
Charge your pistol, meanwhile, the real style long gone,
Guilty of the bullshit, innocent of it
all your fronting, fake, phoney friends are feeling it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Watch these, those fly by night MCs
Biting Jay-Z's flow, go with the
I beseech you get own flow so when you blow up
You make the real heads wanna throw up

Yo, if it sound like we to you
I think you want to do that shit, c'mon 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 paper now, do shit
Go ahead and be yourself child, do that
Don't be afraid to use your own style, do that
C'mon do that shit, do that shit