Luyện nghe bài hát Doyathang

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

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

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

You feel 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 gonna it alright!

I'm in boy...
I'm a late... not a in...
I got Saturday night, enough1s said
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 is free
I found a ray and...
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 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 we try, we get nowhere
But wouldn't it be if we were just 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 acting like you don't be here.
around and get jumped like Lee
Get glocced in the club, make ya really wanna me-a-lone.
Get off and gone,
OK, OK, OK to the happy song
Rap nuttin' but the art talking 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 blew me
That juicy fruit, shplooshy-shploosh
X on bloop de bloop
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 ain' Scarface, ye ain' Willie D, Ye ain' Bushwick, ye ain' me
play wit' yo momitcha mama,
Bet you can't stay wi' yo momitchka
Keep on, I'mma rock my pajamas
In the daytime I swear, I
Dare a nigger say som', a nigga face off
How come don't play baseball,
Y'all right, know y'all replace all this fly ish. Our state finn'ta off.

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

Bet it up, head-er up, a lava language, and the vocals
If it fix, don't broke it, don't panic
If it ain't hits, it ain't shit, it's shit it
If it this, it ain't dope, it don't flush
If it ain't hip, it don't hop, well hush
Man, sound like...
Man, they 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 Slick Rick? No you Dana
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Need fresh booty juice, you that tang

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

by alchemy420]