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 mall when the is gone
A shadow in a
Just along!
I'm gonna lay in my bed, I'm aside
But if I get a car
A to ride
Because I know if I ever tear with you

got a holding chain
And you know what to do!
stop!

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

You wanna it,
But you don't what you're feeling tonight!
And if thinking
And I don't know what 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 and soul
I got night, enough's been said
If I had to do it,
Well, you know I wouldn't
I'd just get down, I'm loving the
And if I wanna talk back, the is free
I found a ray ,a knot in sight
And if you partake, you get 'em alive
You get a

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

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

You go on
And you make it alright!

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

New word, onomatopoeia...
Quit like you don't wanna be here.
Fuck around and get jumped like leap
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 but an auto toned pitch
My look pretty up there, ridin' it
My plaid pants, my solid ...
Asinine ass, and a 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!
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 Scarface, ye ain' Willie D,
Ye ain' Bushwick, ye ain' me
play wit' yo ma'fuckin' mama,
Bet you still stay wi' yo ma'fuckin'
Keep sleeping on me, I'mma my pajamas
In the daytime I swear, I
Dare a say som', tear a nigga face off
How come don't play baseball?
Y'all white, know y'all can taste all fly shit
I stay take off

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 juice, nigga, you that Tang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
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 ain't fix, don't broke it, don't
If it ain't this, it shit, goddammit
If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it flush
If it ain't hip, it don't hop, then hush
Man, they like
Man, stole yo
Man, they like
it ain't us.

Ah, Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Is ya really 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 Tang

time 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 true, you do, nothing is left
So I I'm right!

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