Luyện nghe bài hát Doyathang

I'm a pale of a boy in the sky
a cap in his head and a knot in his tie
I'm the in the mall when the power is gone
A in a corner
Just along!
I'm gonna lay in my bed, I'm rolling
But if a get a car
A to ride
Because I know if I ever tear living you

got a holding 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 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!

I'm in boy...
I'm a late... not a in...
I got Saturday night, enough1s been
If I had to do it,
Well, you know I care
I'd just get down, I'm loving the
And if I talk back, the message is free
I never a ray and...
And if you can't partake, you get 'em
You get a

You do it
But you know what you doin' baby

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

You go on
And you make it alright!

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

New word, onomatopoeia...
Quit acting like you wanna be here.
Fuck around and get jumped Lee
Get glocced in the club, ya really wanna leave me-a-lone.
Get off and gone,
OK, OK, OK back to the happy
Rap ain't nuttin' but the art ish
My girl look up there, right here
My plaid pants, my future ...
Asinine ass, and a cooch-er
I'm an outcast, but you're me
Summer got mad cause Winter me
That juicy fruit, that
Generation X on bloop de
Get duked, got get duked,
hit the floor, we through the roof, Ha!
Like a chimney, I me
How it be
Some man, we can talk about
"Oh, he rap enough"
But yeah I rap a lot and wrap it up, ho
Ye Scarface, ye ain' Willie D, Ye ain' Bushwick, ye ain' killing me
Better wit' yo momitcha mama,
Bet you can't wi' yo momitchka mama
Keep on, I'mma rock my pajamas
In the daytime I swear, I
Dare a nigger say som', a nigga face off
How come blacks don't baseball,
Y'all right, know y'all replace all this fly ish. Our finn'ta take off.

Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Need fresh juice, given 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 No you Dana Dane

Bet it up, head-er up, a lava language, and the volcanic
If it ain't fix, don't broke it, panic
If it ain't hits, it ain't shit, it's damn it
If it this, it ain't dope, it don't flush
If it ain't hip, it don't hop, then hush
Man, they like...
Man, stole yo...
Man, look like...
it ain't us.

Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Is ya really Rick? No you Dana Dane
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
fresh booty juice, given you that tang

Every time we try, we get
But wouldn't it be 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!

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