Luyện nghe bài hát So Watcha' Want

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

So tell me who are you dissing, I'm missing
The that you're smilin' or wildin', so listen
In my head, I just to take 'em down
Imagination set loose and I'm shake 'em down

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

So what'cha, what'cha, what'cha (what'cha want?)
I get so funny with my that you flaunt
I said, "Where'd you get information from," huh?
You think that you can when revelation comes?
(Yeah, you front on that)

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

But like a dream I'm flowing without no
Sweeter than a cherry pie Reddi Whip topping
mic-to-mic, kickin' it wall-to-wall
Well, I'll be calling out you like a casting call

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

Well I think I'm losing my mind, this
This time I'm losing my mind, 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 about something that I talk
I'm tired of driving, it's due time I walkabout
But in the meantime, I'm to the demise
I've got eyes in the back of my so I realize

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

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

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

Yeah, you front on that

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