Luyện nghe bài hát How'd Ya Do it Dee

Yeah, one two one two
And I say
As we let the play
is dedicated to Ruddy Ray
From all the around the way
So def it get an F
Jay receives an A for his
Spins til you're
Born to get
Is he the Jam
he, or is he?
And my is D.M.C
The
The car that I drive is 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 gift a gun
Slays one by one
Rather than kill
Cause the no fun
So forever
Crew be than 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, with like these
Never not lackin 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 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
a must cause I'm
Funky fresh, in the flesh and you know the
Why ya, bust it son
I'm number one
Just do it, it
Hit it Run

Yo I'm flowin and showin rocks knots and shockin the
I'm only chillin and killin, so you check out the rhyme
Meetin greatin and seatin, all in a row
mashin and bashin, my name is Run, call me Joe
Fat as ever and clever, and second to none
leather and better, What's your name? DJ Run
But in the summer's a bummer, cause I em at home
Just Adidas and me, and J and D on the
Diggin the crown, sellin skills by the pound
Makin and takin all of the suckers around
Puttin fear in the heart, at the top of the
Stunning gunning and funning, cause Run's running 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 everyday
Cause makin money ain't funny, ain't that JMJ?

in effect, set comin correct
Yet respect, still breakin a neck

I'm coolin and chillin, not 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, rankin and skankin
Improvising, suprising, I'm rising and
My boys on the side, the and the back
A Cadillac and a stack, for the King Darryl
Not workin for free, pocket 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 that way
One wonders, what? How it gets
I hear questions, from From everyone
I'm I broke the rule
all but laws, when I break fool
Cause I'm the man that was to rule
Every girl in the world, and make them
It's easy to be, easy to D
It's 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, questions, I'm tellin to thee
Cause they ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"