Luyện nghe bài hát How'd Ya Do it Dee

Yeah, one two one two
And I say
As we let the play
This is dedicated to Ray
From all the homeboys the way
So def it get an F
Jay receives an A for his
Spins til you're
to get busy
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 wear my so I can see
My homeboy right to me
His is DJ Run
Shoots a like a gun
suckers one by one
Rather chill than
Cause the no fun
So together
Crew be tougher leather
We slay the bad ones
Until there are

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

Well I ah, impress the bad, the rad
Who be less when they 'fess, against the

And I insist that this, with a flick of the
Will be kid not 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 must I'm
Funky fresh, in the and you know the time
Why don't ya, it son
Cause I'm one
Just do it, it
Hit it Run

Yo I'm flowin and showin rocks knots and the mind
I'm only chillin and killin, so won't you out the rhyme
greatin and seatin, suckers all in a row
Crashin mashin and bashin, my name is Run, me Joe
Fat as and clever, and never second to none
Wearin leather and better, your name? DJ Run
But in the summer's a bummer, I leave em at home
Just and me, and J and D on the phone
eyein the crown, sellin skills by the pound
Makin breakin and takin all of the around
Puttin fear in the heart, at the top of the
Stunning gunning and funning, Run's running this art
DJ's the rage, never losing a show
when the set is a match, then they're ready to go
Swervin curvin deservin, the grass grow
makin money ain't funny, ain't that right JMJ?

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

I'm and chillin, not foolin with illin
On the mission it's thrillin, and I'll a killin
My higher desire, go and then fly ya
Makes me the messiah, neve rretire
I'm spankin and bankin, high and skankin
Improvising, suprising, I'm and flaking
My boys on the side, the and the back
A and a stack, for the King Darryl Mack
Not workin for free, pocket with a G
And they 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 done
I hear questions, from who? everyone
I'm cool I the rule
Breakin all but laws, I break fool
Cause I'm the man that was born to
girl in the world, and make them drool
It's to be, it's easy to D
easy to G, it's easy 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, from questions, I'm tellin to
Cause always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"