Luyện nghe bài hát Why Don'tchya

Set the music
of hands, who's with me?
I think so
of you are in it for the money

Sad to see
It's
You to roll in the G's
Now suing your fans over pennies

You wanna take that resentment to death bed?
I see you still got your daily

But ain't enough for you
You the guy who's laid off from his job
to sympathize you

You got no problem paying your rent
But someone needs a check
evident
that the price to the path of
is cheaper than your cab

But you'll start there (Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)

Why don'tchya start (Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)

How does swinging off the nutsack of Lady give you street credit?
Yeah, I it
I don't it
But I get it
Do you do it for the or the famies?
Those two ain't in the same sentence since the

What is it?
What is it?

Time for minds to slip under and out the door
I got magical dreams, what I do this for
I was a scared little kid saved by rock and
There be millions out there in isolation
Who to know
they ain't

The world today use a heart with compassion and care

But you never start (Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)

Why don'tchya there? (Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)

Hit it the time is right
Hit it the time is right

(Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)
(Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!)