Luyện nghe bài hát So What'cha Want

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

Let it like 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 cause I vex, y'all

So what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)
I get so with 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 Spoonie 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 without no stopping
Sweeter than a cherry pie Reddi Whip topping
From mic-to-mic, it wall-to-wall
Well, I'll be calling out you people like a casting

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

(Yeah, you can't 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
I've got eyes in the of my head so I realize

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

suckers write me checks and then they bounce
So I reach into my pocket for the amount
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
You've got the and reason, but got no cause
But if you're hot to trot, you think you're slicker than
got news for you crews, you'll be sucking 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, want? (what'cha want?)
I said, what'cha, what'cha, what'cha (what'cha want?)