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 give it to you but whatcha 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 could it to you but whatcha gonna do with it?
When I'm in Daygo, I'm bumpin' my
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 than it is Whoop Whoop
Whatcha gon do 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 mouth shut

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

I said, "I could give it to you but 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 it to you but wha-what? Wha-what?

I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' hood,
I'm too for my motherfuckin' 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 balls to up, you leave on the walker
You oughta be hittin' more tracks than
My little friend barks like Roof, that's why I her

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

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

bustin' like the white boy in higher learning
Stick you up more than when you put perm in
Die, be a kleptomaniac in
I take eyes outta seven thirty fives

Dub, Mack 10, wha-what? What?
I'm 'bout to tear a chicken 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 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 motherfuckin' hood,
I'm too for my motherfuckin' low rider
I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' hood,
I'm too sexy for my low rider

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

Hip hop or yayo, you roll like 1-0
Twenty on the Benz, thirteen gold on the four
From the way I my fingers, you know, I'm from
So much ice on my wrist that my hand numb

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

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

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

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 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 sexy for my motherfuckin' low