Luyện nghe bài hát Hey You!

I got one..

[Intro
Hey You, get down! (x 4)
I Hey You, let's get down!
(Chant) Hey You, get down!
(RoQy) I tip my hat for time
By comin' out, doubt, I'm the best in town..
1]
Uh, right now I drive an automatic, honestly I'd rather drive stick. When I this song on/
Started actin' all erratic, speedin' like the cameras exist. If you hear a honked horn/
Better scoot out my path I'm movin' like a bat up outta hell. I better slow down/
If patrolmen ever catch up, I'd probably go to jail with the quickness/
I be finished/
If I in the speed limit, I would take heed in the beginnin'/
I don't prison/
Or at least my ID getting relinquished, end up a steep ticket/
Have your registration on ya, they pinoche/
Watch for the racial profile,
Low patience for slow
I race to the like double-o agents/
Smashin' Porsche Phantoms, Rolls, and Roadster/
is shorter than George Costanza/
Hella expensive, I'll settle for Sentras, no in pretendin'/
I'm not in
financial limits, my progress is hindered/
Got problems rent because I'm independent/
Yes, it's true that I'm short cash/
But if you're new and just tuned in "The Back" /

From the booth, to the block, to the
Rinse and repeat, I prove my worth
People, if you me raise your freakin' hands up
Throw 'em in the air your elbow hurts
Wanna see ya hands up, better pay
Homie better put away your phone, jerk
If holdin a camera, I'll pose in a stance
Now up and down 'til you move that Earth

Everybody say Hey You, get down!
(Chant) Hey You, get down!
(RoQy) Say Hey You, get down!
(Chant) Hey You, get down!
(RoQy) Everybody say Hey You, get down!
I tip my hat for investin'
By comin' out, without doubt, I'm the in town

2]
Time ain't currency to waste, urgencies a trait/
Burn the Interstate like I'm minutes late, give or take/
Top speed, RoQ McQueen, off the exit I
at all traffic laws , I /
Shot by like The Mach
eye for the narcs in the cop ride on the far right/
In the lot in the dark by the Popeye's/
get stopped if your car fly through the stop sign/
Authorities arrestin' for offences/
the intersection with no discretion/
The road in direction, upon assessment/
Devoid of any vessels, no pedestrians/
The foot pedal on the car floor/
spinnin' like backs on a cardboard/
The Eighties a fad to an art form/
Everybody show ass, get involved more!/

I'm bout to bust
a circle for me
I'm bout to bust
I'll form a for you
I'ma bust
Form a for me
I'm bout to somethin'
I'll form a for you
I'ma bust
a circle for me
I'm bout to bust
form a circle for you, for you, HEY YOU!

3]
If I had a dollar every time somebody me a screw up/
Or claimed that I'm a
Sayin' I'm a waste of a medulla, as a suitor/
Probably have more paper than a tutor
No why the plans of mine so damn devine/
The grams of the sands of had passed to find/
laughter and slander died/
Their fans of my design, don't act surprised/

From the booth, to the block, to the
Rinse and repeat, I prove my worth
Now people, if you me raise your freakin' hands up
Throw 'em in the air your elbow hurts
see ya hands up, better pay attention
Homie better put away your cell phone,
If you're holdin a camera, I'll pose in a
Now jump up and down 'til you that Earth

say Hey You, let's get down!
(Chant) Hey You, get down!
(RoQy) Say Hey You, get down!
(Chant) Hey You, get down!
(RoQy) say Hey You, let's get down!
I tip my hat for investin'
By comin' out, without doubt, I'm the best in town UGHHHHH!!