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 light in the 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 with you

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

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

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

You go on
And you gonna it alright!

I'm in boy...
I'm a late... not a in...
I got Saturday night, 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 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 don't know you doin' baby

You wanna it,
But you don't know what you're 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 just normal people, yeah
Trying so hard to act like we don't
But it's true, you do, nothing is
So I I'm right!

New word, onomatopoeia...
Quit acting like you don't be here.
Fuck around and get jumped Lee
Get glocced in the club, make ya really leave me-a-lone.
Get off and gone,
OK, OK, OK back to the song
Rap ain't but the art talking ish
My girl look up there, right here
My pants, my solid future ...
ass, and a glorious cooch-er
I'm an outcast, but you're me
got mad cause Winter blew me
That juicy fruit, that
X on bloop de bloop
Get duked, got get duked,
Everybody hit the floor, we the roof, Ha!
a chimney, I commend me
How it be
Some lame man, we can about
"Oh, he rap enough"
But yeah I rap a lot and I'mma it up, ho
Ye ain' Scarface, ye Willie D, Ye ain' Bushwick, ye ain' killing me
play wit' yo momitcha mama,
Bet you can't wi' yo momitchka mama
Keep sleeping on, rock my pajamas
In the daytime I swear, I
Dare a nigger say som', a nigga face off
How blacks don't play baseball,
Y'all right, know replace all this fly ish. Our state 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 booty juice, given you tang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
But is ya really Slick No you Dana Dane

Bet it up, head-er up, a language, and the vocals volcanic
If it ain't fix, don't it, don't panic
If it hits, it ain't shit, it's shit damn it
If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it flush
If it hip, it don't hop, well then hush
Man, they 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 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
Need fresh booty juice, you that tang

time 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 (I don't care)
But true, you do, nothing is left
So I I'm right!

by alchemy420]