Luyện nghe bài hát So Watcha' Want

Well, plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris
You're eating crazy cheese you would think I'm from Paris
You know I get fly, you think I get
You know that I'm gone and tell you all why

So me who are you dissing, maybe I'm missing
The reason you're smilin' or wildin', so listen
In my head, I just want to 'em down
Imagination set and I'm gonna shake 'em down

Let it flow like a
When I get on, I like to and glide
I've got depth of in my text, y'all
I get props at my cause I vex, y'all

So what'cha, what'cha, what'cha (what'cha want?)
I get so funny my money that you flaunt
I said, "Where'd you get your from," huh?
You think that you can front when comes?
(Yeah, you can't on that)

Well they me Mike D, the ever-loving man
I'm Spoonie Gee, I'm the metropolitician
You scream and you holler, 'bout my Impala
But the sweat is getting wet around the around your collar

But like a dream I'm flowing no stopping
Sweeter a cherry pie with Reddi Whip topping
From mic-to-mic, kickin' it
Well, I'll be calling out you people a casting call

Ah, well, it's wack when you're jacked in the back of a
With know, with your flow, when you're out getting by
me, what you see is what you get
And you see me, I'm off as you can bet

I think I'm losing my mind, this time
This I'm losing my mind, that's right
Said I think I'm losing my mind, this
This time, I'm my mind

(Yeah, you can't on that)

But little do you know something that I talk about
I'm tired of driving, it's due time that I
But in the meantime, I'm to the demise
I've got eyes in the of my head so I realize

Well, I'm Dr. Spock, I'm here to rock,
I want you off the wall, if you're the wall
I said what'cha, what'cha, what'cha (what'cha want?)
I what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want? (what'cha want?)

Y'all suckers write me checks and then bounce
So I reach into my pocket for the fresh
See, I'm the long-leaner, Vincent the
I'm the illest motherfucker here to Gardena

Well, I'm as cool as a cucumber in a bowl of hot
You've got the and reason, but got no cause
But if you're hot to trot, you you're slicker than grease
got news for you crews, you'll be sucking like a leech

Yeah, you can't front on

So what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)
So what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)
I said, what'cha, what'cha, what'cha (what'cha want?)
I said, what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)