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 dedicated to Ray
From all the homeboys the way
So def it get an F
Jay receives an A for his
til you're dizzy
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 drink I drink is called O.E
And I wear my so I can see
My homeboy right to me
His is DJ Run
a gift like a gun
Slays one by one
Rather than kill
Cause the no fun
So together
Crew be tougher than
We gonna the bad ones
Until are none

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

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

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

So go a-head, and stand, out the man
a clan, never ran, and in demand

So a
a rhyme
It's a cause I'm
fresh, in the flesh 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 and shockin the mind
I'm only chillin and killin, so you check out the rhyme
greatin and seatin, suckers all in a row
Crashin mashin and bashin, my name is Run, me Joe
Fat as ever and clever, and never to none
Wearin leather and better, What's your DJ Run
But in the summer's a bummer, cause I leave em at
Just Adidas and me, and J and D on the
Diggin the crown, sellin skills by the pound
Makin breakin and all of the suckers around
Puttin fear in the heart, at the top of the
Stunning and funning, cause Run's running this art
DJ's the rage, never losing a show
Cause when the set is a match, 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 coolin and chillin, not with illin
On the mission it's thrillin, and I'll make a
My higher desire, go high and fly ya
Makes me the messiah, I'll rretire
I'm spankin and bankin, high rankin and
Improvising, suprising, I'm rising and
My on the side, the front and the back
A Cadillac and a stack, for the King Darryl
Not workin for free, full with a G
And always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"
On the go with Joe, makin pay Jay
All day, why? Cause I'm livin way
One wonders, How it gets done
I hear questions, from who? everyone
I'm cool I the rule
Breakin all but laws, when I break
Cause I'm the man that was to rule
Every girl in the world, and make them
It's easy to be, it's 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 to thee
Cause they ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"