Luyện nghe bài hát Whatcha Gonna Do (Remix)

Def Jam,
The remix,
Come
What,

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

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

Now see me get me Lex coupe
'Cuz this song'll be than there it is Whoop Whoop
gon do with it baby when I give you some?
Wha-wha-what what Hit him in the gut
If you don't know the scoop then keep your shut

Flow Flow 'cause I got flow
See me on the moon by 2004
Party with the spaceships and gold 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 give it to you but whatcha gonna do with it?
I could it to you but whatcha gonna do?
I could give it to you but whatcha gonna do it?
I could it to you but wha-what? Wha-what?

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

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

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

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

Started like the white boy in higher learning
Stick you up more hair when you put perm in
Die, be a in disguise
I even take outta seven thirty fives

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Testin', checkin', check out my melons
Smashin' misdemeanors, mashin' with Felony
Steadily, them ends, wreckin' the mirrors slow
Loc, I'm too for my fuckin' Benzo

I said, "I could it to you but whatcha gonna do with it?
I could it to you but whatcha gonna do?
I give it to you but whatcha gonna do with 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 low rider
I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' hood,
I'm too sexy for my low rider