Luyện nghe bài hát So Watcha' Want

Well, plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris
You're eating crazy cheese like you would think I'm Paris
You know I get fly, you I get high
You know that I'm 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 gonna 'em down

Let it like a mud-slide
When I get on, I like to and glide
I've got depth of perception in my text,
I get props at my mention cause I vex,

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

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

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

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

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

(Yeah, you can't on that)

But little do you know about that I talk about
I'm of driving, it's due time that I walkabout
But in the meantime, I'm wise to the
got eyes in the back 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 playing the
I what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want? (what'cha want?)
I said what'cha, what'cha, what'cha (what'cha want?)

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

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

Yeah, you can't front on

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