Luyện nghe bài hát How'd Ya Do it Dee

Yeah, one two one two
And I say
As we let the music
This is to Ruddy Ray
From all the around the way
So def it get an F
Jay an A for his essay
Spins til you're
Born to get
Is he the Jam
he, or is he?
And my is D.M.C
The
The car I drive is called a Caddy
The that I drink is called O.E
And I my glasses so I can see
My right next to me
His is DJ Run
a gift like a gun
Slays one by one
Rather chill kill
the killing's no fun
So forever
Crew be tougher leather
We gonna the bad ones
Until there are

Run-D.M.C.'s award
The K I N G's of all M i c's
Hercules, with rhymes like these
Never not lackin and I still pull G's

I ah, impress the bad, suggest the rad
Who be less they 'fess, against the test

And I insist that this, a flick of the wrist
be kid not dissed at the top of the list

So go a-head, and stand, out the man
With a clan, ran, and in demand

So a
Bust a
It's a cause I'm
fresh, in the flesh and you know the time
Why ya, bust it son
I'm number one
Just do it, it
Hit it Run

Yo I'm flowin and showin rocks and shockin the mind
I'm only and killin, so won't you check out the rhyme
greatin and seatin, suckers all in a row
Crashin mashin and bashin, my is Run, call me Joe
Fat as ever and clever, and never second to
leather and better, What's your name? DJ Run
But in the a bummer, cause I leave em at home
Just and me, and J and D on the phone
Diggin eyein the crown, sellin by the pound
Makin breakin and takin all of the suckers
fear in the heart, at the top of the chart
Stunning gunning and funning, cause Run's running art
DJ's the rage, never losing a show
Cause when the set is a match, then ready to go
Swervin curvin deservin, the grow everyday
Cause makin ain't funny, ain't that right JMJ?

Full in effect, set comin
Yet gainin respect, still a neck

I'm coolin and chillin, not foolin illin
On the mission it's thrillin, and make a killin
My higher desire, go and then fly ya
Makes me the messiah, I'll neve
I'm spankin and bankin, high and skankin
Improvising, suprising, I'm and flaking
My boys on the side, the front and the
A and a stack, for the King Darryl Mack
Not for free, pocket full with a G
And always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"
On the go Joe, makin pay with Jay
All day, why? Cause I'm livin way
One wonders, what? How it gets
I hear questions, from who? From
I'm cool I broke the
Breakin all but laws, when I fool
I'm the man that was born to rule
Every girl in the world, and them drool
easy to be, it's easy to D
It's easy to G, it's to me
Wanna know how I do it, got a goal, I it
Got the soul, to get to it, you was told, so you it
The answers, questions, I'm tellin to thee
Cause always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"