Luyện nghe bài hát So What'cha Want

Well, just plug me in just like I was Eddie
You're eating crazy cheese like you think I'm from Paris
You know I get fly, you think I get
You know that I'm gone and I'm-a 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 want to take 'em down
Imagination set loose and I'm gonna 'em down

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

So what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)
I get so funny with my money you flaunt
I said, "Where'd you get information from," huh?
You think you can front when revelation comes?
(Yeah, you front 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 wet around the ring 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 out you people like a casting call

Ah, well, wack when you're jacked in the back of a ride
With your know, with your flow, when you're out 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 my mind, this time
This time I'm losing my mind, right
Said I think I'm losing my mind, time
This time, I'm my mind

(Yeah, you can't on that)

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

Y'all write me checks and then they bounce
So I reach into my pocket for the fresh
See, I'm the long-leaner, the Cleaner
I'm the illest motherfucker from 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 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, 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?)