Luyện nghe bài hát Do the Damn Thing

[Intro: Killah
You know this beat is crazy,
This the beat here, yo
They gonna love this when hear this, g

[Chorus: Killah
A lot of rappers are indecisive
comin' to this game, like ya'll the nicest
But, anyway, get rich, get
Get off the wall and do the thing
Get off the floor and do the damn
Get off the and do the damn thing

[Killah
Silly rappers, when will you
You play with fire and you will get
'cause now, I've low, lately, waitin' my turn
off my radio 'cause I'm not concerned with ya'll
Weak rhymes, topics
one's for the streets, for the projects
For my g's with the in the apartments
For my dogs in the law hit charges
Fuck them, I love ya'll regardless
For my in the whips dancin' bra-less
Hair done, nice face, lookin'
I got that thing, bust off, lead
Ya'll are lame, no threat, it's a promise
Name your favorite rapper, well, he's
And you fake, that's why you fuck his tape
I'll take that thing and bust in your face
not real, same flow, no style
I pop steel, lames, no who go down
And I don't give a fuck, who run the or not
'cause the is real, even Biggie got Pac
And I those niggas, but I don't love ya'll
a slug for those niggas, but bust a slug at ya'll
And I get physical, visual, artistical
Givin' people something, funky to listen to
Hizza, hey, my is blizza, blazed
your fizza, face, down to your waist
Raps, I do this, since the music the truest
I shoot 'em with rhymes, 'em with lines
They knew their kind is all stupid
Beats we loop it then cue it, they foolish
And I stand to it this time, come on

[Hook: Killah
'cause it's new year, best to come
I ain't a style that I can't do yet
I ain't hear a rapper, that I move yet
Get off the wall and do the damn
Get on the floor and do the thing

[Killah
I see it, write it, believe it, I'm psychic
The nicest is here, the of those cats
They was last year, do something...
I heard it, the beefs, the murders, the
The cursin', that's weak, do
Different, for instance, the is brief
A technique, I proves my point, the pen and some gin
Thoughts and beats, I'm it in
My will spin, everybody knows the kid can flow
Rip a show, or lift a soul, but this time, I gets dough
I'm not, 50, or Biggie, or Diddy
I'm Unpredictable, lyrical masterful mind
of rhymes, irresistible lines, metaphors is clever than yours
Sever your jaws, I'm for war
Pac in his Makaveli era, ready for ya'll, with a glock
And rap to to deadly terror, I squeeze on this whole industry
Enemies please don't sit me
I sit with these and with keys
and V's, black fatigues, smack M.C.'s, it's over!