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 Paris
You know I get fly, you think I get
You know I'm gone and I'm-a tell you all why

So tell me who are you dissing, I'm missing
The reason that smilin' or wildin', so listen
In my head, I want to take 'em down
Imagination set loose and I'm gonna shake 'em

Let it flow like a
When I get on, I to ride and glide
I've got depth of perception in my text,
I get props at my 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 your from," huh?
You think that you can front when comes?
(Yeah, you can't on that)

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

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

Ah, well, it's wack when jacked in the back 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

I think I'm losing 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 my mind

(Yeah, you front on that)

But do you know 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 playing the
I said what'cha, what'cha, what'cha (what'cha want?)
I said what'cha, what'cha, want? (what'cha want?)

Y'all write me checks and then they bounce
So I into my pocket 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 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 grease
got news for you crews, you'll be sucking like a leech

Yeah, you can't front on

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?)