Luyện nghe bài hát Whatcha Gonna Do (Remix)

Def Jam,
The remix,
Come
What,

I said, "I could give it to you but whatcha do with it?
I could it to you but whatcha gonna do?
I could give it to you but gonna do with it?
I could it to you but what, but what, what, what?

I could give it to you but gonna do with it?
I'm in Daygo, I'm bumpin' my music
With my dog and dogettes we loop
Me and lil' like book and Luke duke

Now come see me get me Lex
'Cuz this song'll be bigger there it is Whoop Whoop
Whatcha gon do with it baby when I give you
Wha-wha-what what Hit him in the gut
If you know the scoop then keep your mouth shut

Flow Flow 'cause I got flow
See me on the moon by 2004
Party with the OG's spaceships and D's
If don't make no songs like these, plow, plow
'Cuz it's my when I flex, go next, flow next

I said, "I could it to you but whatcha gonna do with it?
I could it to you but whatcha gonna do?
I could it to you but whatcha gonna do with it?
I could give it to you but wha-what?

I'm too sexy for my hood, hood
I'm too sexy for my low rider
I'm too for my motherfuckin' hood, hood
I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' low

Yo, place your for slaughter
You got to walk up, you leave on the walker
You be hittin' more tracks than Nauta
My friend barks like Roof, that's why I brought her

Brooklyneese, head cheese and
When you see me, cock it back, squeeze it
Or I scare the shit out you, the bitch out ya
Xstort your rhyme until you're puttin' your up

Niggas in the hood no doubt could blow the
I'm so cool I be in the frozen aisle
Gimme mic, you don't got no wheels
Look through the periscope, that you in

Started bustin' like the white boy in learning
you up more than hair when you put perm in
Die, be a in disguise
I even take eyes outta thirty fives

Dub, Mack 10, Wha-what? What?
I'm to tear a chicken head gu-gut, gu-gut, gut

I said, "I could give it to you but whatcha do with it?
I could give it to you but whatcha do?
I could give it to you but whatcha gonna do it?
I could give it to you but what, but what, what,

I'm too sexy for my hood, hood
I'm too sexy for my low rider
I'm too for my motherfuckin' hood, hood
I'm too for my motherfuckin' low rider

say, "What, what? I say, "Whoop, whoop"
Bangin' the wood in the 84 coupe
When it to gangsta raps, you know, Mack got 'em
Still saggin' in with the cuff on the bottom

Hip hop or yayo, you don't like 1-0
Twenty chrome on the Benz, thirteen on the four
From the way I twist my fingers, you know, I'm
So much ice on my wrist that my feels numb

I start flippin' off or the green that be stickin'
Though I rock the microphone, I can still sell a
Hoo bangin' from the W S C
Mack 10, G with the Recipe

Hit 'em again, hit 'em
Who's the braided beard, baby?
Hustla when it comes to my
WC, clatter for clearin' the section
a bandana, slangin' the westside connection

Testin', microphone checkin', check out my
misdemeanors, mashin' with Jayo Felony
Steadily, chasin' ends, wreckin' the mirrors slow
Loc, I'm too sexy for my Benzo

I said, "I could give it to you but whatcha gonna do it?
I give it to you but whatcha gonna do?
I could give it to you but whatcha gonna do it?
I give it to you but what, but what, what, what?

I'm too sexy for my hood, hood
I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' low
I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' hood,
I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' low