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 dizzy
Born to get
Is he the Jam
he, or is he?
And my is D.M.C
The
The car that I is called a Caddy
The drink that I drink is O.E
And I my glasses so I can see
My right next to me
His is DJ Run
Shoots a like a gun
suckers one by one
Rather chill kill
Cause the no fun
So together
be tougher than leather
We gonna slay the bad
Until are none

Run-D.M.C.'s nominee
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, the bad, suggest the rad
Who be less they 'fess, against the test

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

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

So a
Bust a
It's a must 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 rocks knots 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 and bashin, my name is Run, call me Joe
Fat as ever and clever, and second to none
Wearin leather and better, your name? 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 eyein the crown, skills by the pound
Makin breakin and takin all of the around
Puttin in the heart, at the top of the chart
Stunning gunning and funning, cause running this art
facing the rage, never losing a show
Cause when the set is a match, they're ready to go
Swervin curvin deservin, the grass grow
Cause makin money ain't funny, that right JMJ?

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

I'm coolin and chillin, not foolin with
On the mission thrillin, and I'll make a killin
My desire, go high and then fly ya
Makes me the messiah, neve rretire
I'm and bankin, high rankin and skankin
Improvising, suprising, I'm and flaking
My boys on the side, the front and the
A Cadillac and a stack, for the Darryl Mack
Not workin for free, pocket full 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 gets
I hear questions, from who? From
I'm I broke the rule
Breakin all but laws, when I fool
Cause I'm the man that was born to
girl in the world, and make them drool
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?"