Luyện nghe bài hát So Watcha' Want

Well, plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris
You're eating crazy like you would think I'm from 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 want to 'em down
Imagination set loose and I'm shake 'em down

Let it flow a mud-slide
When I get on, I to ride and glide
got depth of perception in my text, y'all
I get props at my mention I vex, y'all

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

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

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

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

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

(Yeah, you front on that)

But do you know about something 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 said what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)
I what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want? (what'cha want?)

suckers write me checks and then they bounce
So I reach my pocket for the fresh 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 and reason, but got no cause
But if you're hot to trot, you you're slicker than grease
I've got news for you crews, you'll be sucking 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?)