Luyện nghe bài hát Do Ya Thing

I'm a bad of a boy in the sky
With a cap on his head and a 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 moment to
Because I know if I tear living with you

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

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

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

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 I wouldn't care
I'd get down, I'm loving the feat
And if I wanna back, the message is free
I never a ray ,a knot in sight
And if you can't partake, you get 'em
You get a

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

You wanna it,
But you don't know you're 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...
Quit acting you don't wanna be here.
around and get jumped like leap year
Glock and a glove, make you really wanna me, a...lone, get off, go'n, go'n.
OK, OK, OK back to the zone
Rap ain't nuttin' but an auto toned
My look pretty up there, ridin' it
My plaid pants, my solid ...
ass, and a gorgeous coochie
I'm an outcast, but you're me
got mad cause Winter blew me
That juicy fruit, that
Generation X on de bloop
Get duked out, or get
Er'rybody hit the floor, we the roof, Ha!
a chimney, I commend me
How it be, some lame, man
Nigga talkin' 'bout "Aww, he rap enough"
But y'all rap a lot and I'm "Wrap it up, hoe"
Ye Scarface, ye ain' Willie D,
Ye ain' Bushwick, ye ain' me
Better wit' yo ma'fuckin' mama,
Bet you still stay wi' yo mama
sleeping on me, I'mma rock my pajamas
In the I swear, I promise
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 finna take off

Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
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
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
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 fix, don't broke it, don't panic
If it this, it ain't shit, goddammit
If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it flush
If it ain't hip, it don't hop, well hush
Man, sound like
Man, stole yo
Man, they like
it ain't us.

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

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

Flip the page, our days are (Hiiide!)
is strange, doctor, I've 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!