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 in a corner
playin' along!
I'm lay in my bed, I'm rolling aside
But if I get a car
A moment to
Because I know if I tear living with you

got a holding chain
And you don't know to do!
stop!

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

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

You go on
And you make it alright!

I'm impregnable, incredible, the of quo
I'm a late writer, not a heart and soul
I got night, enough's been said
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 in sight
And if you partake, you get 'em alive
You get a

You do it
But you know what you doin' baby

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

You go on
And you gonna it alright!

Every time we try, we get
But wouldn't it be if we were just normal people, yeah
so hard to act like we don't care
But true, you do, nothing is left
So I I'm right!

New word, onomatopoeia...
Quit acting like you don't be here.
Fuck around and get like leap year
Glock and a glove, make you really leave me, a...lone, get off, go'n, go'n.
OK, OK, OK to the happy zone
Rap nuttin' but an auto toned pitch
My girl look up there, ridin' it
My plaid pants, my future ...
Asinine ass, and a coochie
I'm an outcast, but into me
Summer got mad cause blew me
That juicy fruit, 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 it be, some 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 ain' D,
Ye ain' Bushwick, ye killin' me
Better play yo ma'fuckin' mama,
Bet you still stay wi' yo ma'fuckin'
Keep on me, I'mma rock my pajamas
In the I swear, I promise
Dare a nigger say som', tear a nigga off
How come don't play baseball?
Y'all white, know y'all can all this fly shit
I finna 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 damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
But is ya really Slick No you Dana Dane

Bet it up, erupts,
A lava language, and the vocals
If it fix, don't broke it, don't panic
If it ain't this, it shit, goddammit
If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't
If it ain't hip, it don't hop, well hush
Man, sound like
Man, stole 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 Slick Rick? No you Dana Dane
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 squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang

Every time we try, we get
But wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people,
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, it's all a part of the (Okay, okay)
Nothin's new, true, cool, I admit, shit, I guess you're right!