Luyện nghe bài hát So What'cha Want

Well, just plug me in 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 tell me who are you dissing, maybe I'm
The reason that you're smilin' or wildin', so
In my head, I want to take 'em down
set loose and I'm gonna shake 'em down

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

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

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

But like a dream I'm flowing without no
Sweeter a cherry pie with Reddi Whip topping
mic-to-mic, kickin' it wall-to-wall
Well, I'll be calling out you people 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 think I'm my mind, this time
This time I'm my mind, that's right
Said I I'm losing my mind, this time
This time, I'm losing my

(Yeah, you can't on that)

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

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

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

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

Yeah, you front on that

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