Luyện nghe bài hát Doyathang

I'm a imitator of a boy in the sky
With a cap in his and a knot in his tie
I'm the light in the mall 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 if I ever tear living with you

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

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

You feel it,
But you know what you're feeling tonight!
And if thinking
And I know what you're thinking baby

You go on
And you make 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 I wouldn't care
I'd just get down, I'm loving the
And if I wanna talk back, the message is
I found a ray and...
And if you partake, you get 'em alive
You get a

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

You wanna it,
But you don't know what feeling tonight!
And if thinking
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
Trying so hard to act like we care
But true, you do, nothing is left
So I I'm right!

New word, onomatopoeia...
Quit acting like you wanna be here.
Fuck around and get jumped Lee
Get in the club, make 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 pretty up there, right
My plaid pants, my solid ...
ass, and a glorious cooch-er
I'm an outcast, but into me
Summer got mad cause Winter me
juicy fruit, that shplooshy-shploosh
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 lame man, we can talk
"Oh, he rap enough"
But yeah I rap a lot and I'mma it up, ho
Ye ain' Scarface, ye ain' Willie D, Ye ain' Bushwick, ye killing me
Better wit' yo momitcha mama,
Bet you can't wi' yo momitchka mama
Keep sleeping on, rock my pajamas
In the I swear, I promise
Dare a nigger say som', a nigga face off
How come blacks play baseball,
Y'all right, know replace all this fly ish. Our state finn'ta take off.

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
Do ya damn thang, do ya
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 language, and the vocals volcanic
If it ain't fix, don't broke it, don't
If it ain't hits, it ain't shit, it's damn it
If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it flush
If it ain't hip, it don't hop, well then
Man, sound like...
Man, stole yo...
Man, look like...
Nope it us.

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

Every we try, we get nowhere
But wouldn't it be nice if we were just people, yeah
Trying so hard to act we don't care (I don't care)
But it's true, you do, is left
So I I'm right!

by alchemy420]