Luyện nghe bài hát Do Ya Thing

I'm a bad of a boy in the sky
a cap on his head and a knot in his tie
I'm the light in the mall when the power is
A in a corner
playin' along!
I'm lay in my bed, I'm rolling aside
But if I get a car
A to ride
Because I know if I ever tear with you

You've got a holding
And you know what to do!
stop!

You do it
But you don't know what you baby

You feel it,
But you don't know what you're tonight!
And if you're
And I don't know you're thinking baby

You go on
And you gonna it alright!

I'm impregnable, incredible, the of quo
I'm a late Jimi writer, not a heart and
I got Saturday night, enough's been
If I had to do it,
Well, you know I care
I'd get down, I'm loving the feat
And if I wanna talk back, the is free
I never found a ray ,a knot in
And if you partake, you get 'em alive
You get a

You do it
But you don't know you doin' baby

You feel it,
But you don't know what feeling tonight!
And if thinking
And I don't know what you're baby

You go on
And you make it alright!

time we try, we get nowhere
But it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah
Trying so hard to act like we care
But it's true, you do, is left
So I I'm right!

New word, onomatopoeia...
acting like you don't wanna be here.
Fuck around and get jumped leap year
Glock and a glove, you really wanna leave me, a...lone, get off, go'n, go'n.
OK, OK, OK to the happy zone
Rap ain't nuttin' but an auto toned
My girl look up there, ridin' it
My plaid pants, my solid ...
ass, and a gorgeous coochie
I'm an outcast, but into me
got mad cause Winter blew me
That fruit, that shplooshy-shploosh
Generation X on de bloop
Get out, or get duked-duked
hit the floor, we through the roof, Ha!
Like a chimney, I me
How come it be, lame, man
Nigga talkin' "Aww, he don't rap enough"
But rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up, hoe"
Ye ain' Scarface, ye Willie D,
Ye ain' Bushwick, ye killin' me
Better wit' yo ma'fuckin' mama,
Bet you still stay wi' yo mama
Keep on me, I'mma rock my pajamas
In the daytime I swear, I
Dare a say som', tear a nigga face off
How blacks don't play baseball?
Y'all white, know can taste all this fly shit
I stay finna off

Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Ye ain't fresh juice, nigga, you that Tang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
But is ya really Slick Rick? No you Dana

Bet it up, erupts,
A lava language, and the volcanic
If it ain't fix, don't broke it, panic
If it ain't this, it ain't shit,
If it this, it ain't dope, it don't flush
If it ain't hip, it don't hop, then hush
Man, sound like
Man, stole yo
Man, they look
Nope it us.

Ah, Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Is ya Slick Rick? No you Dana Dane
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Ye ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that

Every we try, we get nowhere
But wouldn't it be nice if we just normal people, yeah
Trying so to act like we don't care (I don't care)
But it's true, you do, nothing is
So I I'm right!

the page, our days are revelations (Hiiide!)
Space is strange, doctor, got no patience!
Oh, it's all a part of the (Okay, okay)
Nothin's new, true, cool, I admit, shit, I guess you're right!