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 homeboys 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 that I drive is a Caddy
The drink that I is called O.E
And I my glasses so I can see
My homeboy next to me
His is DJ Run
a gift like a gun
Slays one by one
Rather chill kill
Cause the no fun
So forever
Crew be than leather
We slay the bad ones
there are none

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

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

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

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

So a
Bust a
It's a cause I'm
fresh, in the flesh and you know the time
Why ya, bust 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 you check out the rhyme
Meetin and seatin, suckers all in a row
mashin and bashin, my name is Run, call me Joe
Fat as ever and clever, and second to none
Wearin leather and better, What's your DJ Run
But in the summer's a bummer, cause I em at home
Adidas and me, and J and D on the phone
Diggin the crown, sellin skills by the pound
Makin breakin and takin all of the suckers
Puttin in the heart, at the top of the chart
Stunning gunning and funning, cause running this art
DJ's facing the rage, losing a show
Cause when the set is a match, they're ready to go
Swervin curvin deservin, the grow everyday
Cause makin money funny, ain't that right JMJ?

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

I'm coolin and chillin, not foolin with
On the mission it's thrillin, and I'll make a
My higher desire, go high and fly ya
Makes me the messiah, neve rretire
I'm and bankin, high rankin and skankin
Improvising, suprising, I'm rising and
My boys on the side, the front and the
A Cadillac and a stack, for the 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, Cause I'm livin that way
One wonders, what? How it done
I hear questions, from who? From
I'm I broke the rule
Breakin all but laws, I break fool
Cause I'm the man was born to rule
Every girl in the world, and them drool
It's easy to be, easy to D
It's easy to G, it's to me
Wanna how I do it, got a goal, I pursue it
Got the soul, to get to it, you was told, so you it
The answers, from questions, I'm to thee
they always ask me, D.M.C., "How'd ya do it Dee?"