Luyện nghe bài hát So What'cha Want

Well, just plug me in just I was Eddie 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, 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 like a
I get on, I like to ride and glide
I've got depth of perception in my text,
I get at my mention cause I vex, y'all

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

they call 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 wet around the ring around your collar

But like a I'm flowing without no stopping
Sweeter than a cherry pie with Reddi topping
From mic-to-mic, it wall-to-wall
Well, I'll be calling out you people like a casting

Ah, well, it's wack when you're jacked in the of a ride
With know, with 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 losing my mind, that's
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 about something that I talk about
I'm tired of driving, it's due time that I
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 the wall
I said what'cha, what'cha, want? (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 pocket for the amount
See, I'm the long-leaner, Vincent the
I'm the illest motherfucker from to Gardena

Well, I'm as as a cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce
You've got the rhyme and reason, but got no
But if you're hot to trot, you you're slicker than grease
got news for you crews, you'll be sucking like 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, want? (what'cha want?)
I said, what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)