Luyện nghe bài hát Doyathang

I'm a pale of a boy in the sky
With a cap in his head and a in his tie
I'm the in the mall when the power is gone
A in a corner
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

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

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

You feel it,
But you don't know what feeling tonight!
And if thinking
And I don't know 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 said
If I had to do it,
Well, you know I wouldn't
I'd get down, I'm loving the feat
And if I wanna talk back, the is free
I never a ray and...
And if you partake, you get 'em alive
You get a

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

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

You go on
And you gonna it alright!

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

New word, onomatopoeia...
Quit acting you don't wanna be here.
around and get jumped like Lee
Get glocced in the club, make ya really leave me-a-lone.
Get off and gone,
OK, OK, OK to the happy song
Rap ain't but the art talking ish
My girl look pretty up there, here
My plaid pants, my future ...
ass, and a glorious cooch-er
I'm an outcast, but into me
got mad cause Winter blew me
That fruit, that shplooshy-shploosh
Generation X on de bloop
Get duked, got get duked,
Everybody hit the floor, we the roof, Ha!
Like a chimney, I me
How it be
Some lame man, we can 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
play 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', tear a nigga off
How come don't play baseball,
Y'all right, know y'all all this fly ish. Our state finn'ta take off.

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

Bet it up, head-er up, a language, and the vocals 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, well hush
Man, sound like...
Man, stole yo...
Man, they like...
Nope it us.

Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Is ya really Slick Rick? No you Dane
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, you that tang

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

by alchemy420]