Luyện nghe bài hát WutchooGonnaDo

Yeah, City
Yeah, Gilla, yo,

Yo, Brick City, when it comes to grabbin'
You could post me down low like O'Neil
You'll be spittin' what I spit the day is over
to be me in the mirror, sayin' it over

Yeah, all right, but you not real
I'm a dog, s*** I eat the I steal
Floors ain't enough
My game is like carryin' shotguns and 21

Doctor, I'm like the war on
I don't stop, I'm all night vampire
Underground chud, a kid
I painted in the mud, with dirty work gloves

I'm in yo' campus corridor
You should call me Uno, the way I four
Brick City law, strip to drawers
Boy now I can up two pair from the mall

It's time for Doc to check yo' a***
It ain't hard, it's an easy n***
For the paper, I'm offendin'
Runnin' my label out an old n***

Ooh, shoulda knew that we gon' bring funk to you
(Yeah, the City dawgs, yeah, holla at your frogs)
House, is comin' through and Wutchoogonnado
(Uptown Jersey, Brooklyn)

Shh, Gilla, Gilla, Gilla,
Yo, uh, oh, Redman in your town
You'll get drug like wedding gowns
After 12, to Dogg Pound

I roll out, like my earrings got bearings
me a Grammy to show my mammy
How I smash these Raggedy Ann and
I that I never left the street

I just knew I had to come back, with heat for y'all
B-More are ya Colorado are ya ready?
I'm at your neck like a Doberman
like 40 m*** out the covenant house, ya heard?

Gilla house in the
And how we do it on purpose, way to surface
Def is the foundation
Three dawgs to 98 Dalmatians

Yeah, where gilla niggaz out at night
You run 'til you see the light, light
Yo, I know I had you
But death was chasin' me and my eight friends for Destination

Ooh, shoulda knew that we gon' bring funk to you
(Yeah, yeah, yo E-Dub, is hot nigga)
Gilla house, is comin' and Wutchoogonnado
(Yeah, City, Milwaukee, California where ya at?)

Okay now, take off your and relax
Let all your tensions out, just relax, just relax, relax
(Gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla, gilla)

Yo, I keep my to the street 'cause that's my job
But even the streets can steer you
I'm walkin' with one man me
Nuttin' on my waist, but if on you hearin' the palm

You I'm ten years deep and out them ten years
I got two weeks of sleep and caffeine
Amazin' right? I got a street
get paid to snipe

Yeah, by any means, I'm behind the
My Betty Shabazz, I make it home, I invade alone
Catch you in the truck, babblin' on the
I miss you, I up your chaperone's

It's a dog world, say it louder
Every Friday I'm chased by Craig's father
why I'm on the low like pro
And my file is too hi tech to call

I got a heart the of John Q's son
And on the mic, I'm him two of 'em
n*** get your s*** together
'Cause house n***, prepare for whatever

You, you shoulda knew we gon' bring
Got to that funk to you, to you
That gilla house is through
And what you a*** n*** gonna do, do, do, do, do, ohh, ohh

You and you and you, you shoulda
That we got to bring that to you, you, you
Gilla is comin' through
And what crew gonna do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do