Luyện nghe bài hát Do Ya Thing

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

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

You do it
But you know what you doin' baby

You feel it,
But you know what you're feeling tonight!
And if you're
And I know what you're thinking baby

You go on
And you gonna it alright!

I'm impregnable, incredible, the of quo
I'm a Jimi writer, not a heart and soul
I got Saturday night, enough's been
If I had to do it,
Well, you know I wouldn't
I'd just get down, I'm the feat
And if I wanna talk back, the message is
I found a ray ,a knot in sight
And if you can't partake, you get 'em
You get a

You do it
But you know what you doin' baby

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

You go on
And you gonna it alright!

Every time we try, we get
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, nothing is
So I I'm right!

New word, onomatopoeia...
acting like you don't wanna be here.
Fuck around and get jumped like leap
Glock and a glove, make you 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 pitch
My girl look pretty up there, it
My pants, my solid future ...
ass, and a gorgeous coochie
I'm an outcast, but into me
Summer got mad cause Winter me
That juicy fruit, shplooshy-shploosh
Generation X on bloop de
Get duked out, or get
Er'rybody hit the floor, we the roof, Ha!
Like a chimney, I me
How it be, some lame, man
talkin' 'bout "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 Bushwick, ye ain' killin' me
Better play wit' yo mama,
Bet you still stay wi' yo mama
Keep sleeping on me, I'mma rock my
In the I swear, I promise
Dare a nigger say som', tear a nigga off
How come blacks don't play
Y'all white, know y'all can all this fly shit
I stay take off

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

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

Ah, Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Is ya really Slick 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 juice, nigga, you that Tang

Every we try, we get nowhere
But it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah
Trying so hard to act like we don't (I don't care)
But it's true, you do, is left
So I I'm right!

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